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The front door opened and a pear-shaped frame filled the threshold. Stepping inward, the figure's wide hips squeezed through, rubbing against the door jam. "Oohh... made me so big..." Forest turned on the light, revealing his white and grey fur to his living room, and the fact that he was only adorned in what seemed like hundreds of pounds of soft, luxurious excess mass. At the center of his white belly was a large black diamond framing the navel and nearly reaching up to the base of his chest at the top.

The wolf blinked, emerald eyes scanning the room. There was a banner hung up that read 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY WUFFLES' along with a two-tier cake covered in fluffy looking buttercream frosting. But whoever set up the party was nowhere to be seen. By now, they by all rights should have jumped out to yell 'surprise', right?

"I thought the gang might be planning something..." Forest pulled his hips all the way through the door and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the couch, his heft wobbling and swaying with every step. Peeking behind it, there was no one there either. "Where'd everyone go?" No sooner had he finished voicing his question to the empty room that his ears perked up above his rounded cheeks.

The unmistakable sound of strong, greedy drool-drenched swallows.

Forest walked around the couch and towards the hall, the sound getting louder. He looked down the corridor and laying in the middle of the floor was a wet, crumpled mass of cloth. As the wolf walked down the hallway, despite how distracting his hips brushing both walls at once may have been, he kept spotting more discarded clothes, most quite soaked like the first he'd spotted.

Exiting the hall at the other end, the pear-shaped wolf was soon greeted with the sight of the cause of the mess, and the missing party-throwers.

Pickra was lounging on the couch in the den, surrounded by discarded clothes, jewelry, and the occasional bone. His belly stood up higher than the back of the couch, seeming to pin him in place. However, the fact that he was currently swallowing down a length of reptilian tail implied that he was still quite mobile indeed. He purred between gulps, the tip of his own fluffy tail flicking lightly.

Once his throat was clear, he sighed, then hiccoughed. After a moment where the only motion came from the struggling and sloshing of his enormous stomach, he turned his head, a smile spreading across his cheeks. "Jeeze, Wuffles. You're huuuuge." His guts glorped aloud, sending a lump up his throat. The feline belched up a single sneaker, sending it skidding on stomach juices across the floor.

"Now, Kitty..." Forest affected a disappointed tone, crossing his padded arms over his softened chest. "Just because I took a while getting home doesn't mean you go gobbling up the rest of the party." He walked over towards the couch, wagging despite himself.

Purring smugly, the feline trailed a few fingers up the curve of his belly. "I left you the cake fully intact."

Chuckling, the pear-shaped wolf lost his mock-indignance, pressing his thick fingers into the struggling mass before him. With similar techniques to those he used on his own recent meal, he shoved and ground his palms in, wagging faster.

Pickra moaned aloud, his stomach starting to churn louder as Forest stimulated his guts to get to gurgling more intensely. He could barely keep his eyes open, but he did notice that in the time since the tummy rub began his stomach had gotten smaller already. He stretched his legs out at the other end of the couch, splaying and curling his toes. "Wow... you really know what you're doing~" He purred, before hiccoughing again.

"Breathe steady." Forest instructed with a playful lilt, continuing his ministrations to the kitty's tummy. His eyes danced behind his glasses, taking in how the rapid digestion was affecting the feline's frame.

Unlike the wolf himself, Pickra's body was putting on dense, tight padding from his grand meal, his hips and thighs the most noticeably changed from their baseline. The feline's stomach made another loud churn, before once again gasses were displaced. He spread his jaws and let a full skirt tumble force on the wave of his belch.

"Bless you." The hefty lupine swung his hips as he continued to knead. He leaned into it now, adding his considerable weight to the equation.

Amidst all this, the kitty lost his ability to form words, starting to knead at the air with his hands in rhythm with the treatment he was getting. The process continued to thicken his hips and presumably his rear beneath all that weight, hidden in couch cushions. His lounge pants were quite taut, the seams starting to cry out in distress.

What once was a gut larger than the entire rest of his body was, through ample use of skilled hands, transformed into a cute little slosh of a potbelly surrounded by his broad hips and thunder thighs.

Forest took his paws away, standing up and idly stretching his fingers off the palm of his other paw. "We really are both greedy guts lately..." The wolf licked his lips, looking over the feline sprawled on his couch.

"Oh, right... who did you eat, Wuffles." Pickra asked, not noticing the lip-wetting. "I see a tatt but... couldn't have just been one, huh?" He smiled innocently up at the larger canine, as if he hadn't just devoured at least a dozen mutual friends.

The wolf's glasses glinted in the light as he blocked it from reaching the cat, swinging his own trunk of a thigh knee-first over the sprawled feline. He lowered his massive stomach, eclipsing the little bit of slosh Pickra still had left. All it took Forest to pin him was to relax his other leg, bringing his weight down over the purring kitty. "Oh, you'll find out soon enough~"

Finally, the pieces fell into place for the cat as well. "W-Wuffles, I just wanted some time alone with you..." Pickra stammered slightly, his cheeks flaring up with a blush, all of his smug grin replaced with the scrunched lips of a flustered feline.

Drooling, Forest leaned down, cupping the kitty's chin with his fattened fingers. "Oh, you'll be having a lot of time alone with me~" He gave Pickra a view into his dark gullet as he exhaled slowly, before slurping his chops wetly. "Thanks for condensing the party into one delectable package, Kitty... I was probably going to eat you all anyway~" His jaws descended.