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Sergeant Major Bogo stood alone atop the wall enclosing Zootopia. The cape buffalo looked from on high with decisive calm. His muscular chest puffed firm against his green service jacket, which he proudly bedazzled with medals across his left breast. He held his brawny arms behind his back and put his toned legs at a wide stance.

A whiff of fried dough, crossed with granulated sugar, passed by his nose.

A highway stretched out below the wall. That bridge spanned over a deep chasm that formed a moat around Zootopia. The road was eight lanes wide.

And yet, two massive, black mounds filled it from side to side. Each one loomed higher than the wall underneath Bogo. Their sides rose up in sheer angles that tapered into broad, gentle peaks. They met at the center of the highway, mashed together with dimples. The twin heaps slowly traveled along the highway, approaching the wall. By the time Bogo had arrived, they were half a mile out.

The back of Bogo's mind told him that they resembled two buttock cheeks. He pushed the absurd thought aside.

Intelligence from afar said that a team of bulldozers pushed the giant mass. Facing the bulldozers, another black pile dragged along the ground. Two more black, doughy mounds slacked on top of the bulldozers and even dragged behind them. One knob was on the far edge of each upper heap, almost like massive nipples.

Intelligence could not determine the makeup of the fatty masses, but their surface was a thick, bullet-proof fiber.

Bogo suppressed his affection, instead focusing on the risk that the obstruction posed. He leaned on the guardrail overlooking the bridge.

This wall needed to repel any and all attempts to escape Zootopia. However, the prisoners of Zootopia could use those giant masses to ascend the wall and flee. And with the masses so close, Bogo feared that nothing could be done. He cursed Clawhauser's delay in reporting this.

Commander Clawhauser thrust open a stairwell door beside Bogo. His front hindpaw clapped down on the concrete floor, followed by his chunky cankle. His thighs billowed almost as wide as the doorway, popping the seams of his military uniform pants and flashing his cheetah spots in the gaps. His stomach poured out naked over his belt and streamed down to his shins. A distended gut, meaty moobs, and ample arms stretched his shirt, while his thick neck formed a collar of lard over his shirt's collar. The man was a giant, squishy fuzzball.

He ambled out with wheezes. His light, bouncy voice delivered bad news. "Nothing. Well, aside from this." His chubby forepaw withdrew a handgun from his holster.

Bogo slammed his fist down on the wall's guardrail, expending his anger through his arm. After that, his deep voice huffed out low and calm. "You mean to tell me that the only artillery on this base is a glock?"

Clawhauser shrugged shamefully, bouncing his pudgy pecs. "All the big thingies are out for cleaning. But I mean, there's more handguns..."

Bogo snorted through his large, buffalo nostrils. "You'll be court martialed for this. Later." He swiped the gun from Clawhauser. "I want every able-bodied soldier up here. The ones with stomachs above the knees." There was no stopping the rubbery masses, but the soldiers could at least try to fend off invaders from atop the wall.

Clawhauser clacked his heel and saluted, jiggling his copious flab. "Yes! Sir! Although, I don't know if we have too many folks fitting that particular description." He trundled back into the stairwell.

Bogo pointed his eyes back down to the approaching cushions. He could only watch as they scooted closer. He hoped the wall withstood the blubbery assault.

Now, the mounds closed in on a quarter of a mile.

The stairwell door flew open again, followed by a yelp. A husky voice bellowed, "Consarnit!!" An eagle lodged herself in the doorway. Her feet stood far apart, each one closer to the door frame than the other foot. The private's calves swelled in hefty sacks, while each of her thighs weighed down heavy over her knees and sloped over the sides of her calves. They nearly reached the door frame, but her hips sealed her. Their fat cinched with teeth of pudge around the doorway. Her lower belly filled out her pants with a weighty bowl that hung by her upper thighs. Past her flabby waist, her brown, feathery butt peaked up past her waistband. Two pert breasts rested on her upper belly. They were slimmer than her biceps, and her wings currently gripped the door frame. A grimace contorted her gray beak. She was wide enough to plug the door, even though she stood as tall as Bogo's chest.

Bogo spent all too much time scanning the breadth of her hips. He turned away from her and back to the oncoming assault. "What are you doing here?!"

The eagle grunted and squirmed, shedding feathers. "You asked for everyone with a belly above their knees. Well, here I am." The more she struggled, the more her butt bounced.

Bogo closed his eyes and focused himself. Then, he strode to her and put his cleft forehooves on her shoulders. "I will be blunt. I need soldiers that can make it through this door. You are not a member of that group." He shoved her back into the stairwell, popping her cushy hips free.

The eagle rubbed her sides. "Suit yerself." She descended the stairs. On her way down, her massive rump cheeks slapped the stairs behind her.

Then, the wall shook with a crash.

Bogo's balance faltered, but he caught himself and looked down below.

The black masses rippled away from the wall. Their tops ebbed back, while the base of each mass stuck to the wall.

Bogo watched.

The black masses slowly reversed course. They flowed towards the wall again and pounded it with heavy slaps. Their peaks arced a few feet higher than the railing, and they gushed against it while the wall rocked.

Bogo's confidence in the structural integrity of the wall waned. He considered reaching up and grabbing fistfuls of the mounds. In order to mount a counterattack, of course.

Behind him, within the base, Clawhauser shouted, "Open the gate!!"

The gate lent crucial support to the wall.

Bogo broke a cold sweat. He turned to the railing behind him and yelled down at Clawhauser below. "Do not open that gate!"

Clawhauser stood on the ground just inside the gate. "We need to push back!"

Bogo growled. "It won't work! We need--"

The bulbous blimps smacked the wall again. They plugged into the opened gate, and several feet of doughy poundage flooded through. They steamrolled closer soldiers and bashed away further ones. Still, most of the blubbery masses remained outside. They mashed harder against the wall, squashing themselves wide while cracks popped in the wall.

Bogo put a hindhoof on the railing, clutched at the black mass with his forehooves, and held on tight.

The wall under him buckled. Concrete blasted away with a dusty blast.

He gripped the flabby mountain.

The two doughy heaps poured through the opening they had burst open. Gravity tugged them rapidly. They flooded far past the wall, flowing into the base. As they met the asphalt of the base, they clapped with seismic booms. In the aftermath, they bobbed up and down with settling shockwaves.

Bogo's hindhooves dangled just feet above the ground. He could easily let go, but he gripped the mass just a little longer, just to be absolutely safe.

Now, the mountains only rose two or three stories high.

In the dust, four obese soldiers gathered by Bogo.

Bogo let go of the wall. He noticed a strange warmth in his face as he turned to face the soldiers. "Is this everyone?"

The four soldiers looked to each other and nodded anxiously.

A corpulent rhino stepped forward. "Yes sir."

Bogo nodded. "Understood." He pointed over his shoulder. "These masses are too large to get around. We'll have to climb them to eliminate whoever tries to trespass. Where are your service weapons?"

The rhino pointed forward, towards the twin blobs. "All of our weapons are now under there. Sir."

Bogo put a forehoof to one of the blobs.

It yielded to his touch, but it was impossibly heavy. There was no retrieving those guns now. They would have to face the enemy unarmed.

Bogo grabbed a fistful overhead. "I'll take point. The rest of you, follow me." He raised a leg and dug a foothold with his hindhoof.

Bogo pressed forward into the malleable wall. His body eased deep into its warm, pliant surface. He reached up to clutch at another rubbery patch. On his way up, the wall squished under his grinding hindhoof.

While the mercurial wall molded easily within Bogo's hold, it also compressed under his weight, sagging back down. It wobbled as the other soldiers fell in behind him. Unlike a cliffside, the wall slipped and squeezed away.

Still, Bogo ventured upward. His biceps and quads pumped to haul his strapping form up the mushy wall. Forehoof over forehoof, hindhoof over hindhoof, he ascended.

Finally, high above the ground, the wall curved away.

Bogo grabbed the topside of the curvy mass, and after pulling himself up, he now crawled atop it. His knees and forehooves sunk into it like it was a giant waterbed.

Before him, another two huge orbs wobbled. These seemed to be made of the same bouncy material as the battering ram under him. Although they were smaller, they still towered over him. At their middle, underneath the seam between them, lay two long, slender, furry triangles.

Bogo recognized them, but he shook off the feeling. He crawled uneasily, plapping through dense dough.

Beyond the triangles was a pile of gray, furry pillows. A voice seemingly bellowed from them. "Hhellho, (whuff), Bhogho, (huweeeze)."

Bogo's heart skipped a beat. Nervously, he tested his theory. "Hopps?"

As he got closer, he realized the triangles were rabbit ears. And the pillows were cheeks. Judy lay on her back, and only her head was visible. The rest of her was seemingly crushed under the two huge globes above her, and Bogo was approaching from above her ears. Despite the overwhelming corpulence of her face, she still bore large, lavender eyes.

Her lips slapped. "Carrotsh."

Judy Hopps was a prisoner of Zootopia. She had no business on this side of the wall. The sentence for leaving Zootopia was well-known.

Bogo sat back on his knees and raised his handgun. With firm quads and a tensed core, he steadied himself. He locked Judy's head in his sights. His forehoof approached the trigger.

The gelatinous ground under Bogo shifted. The two mounds mushed into each other and flooded upward.

Bogo fired. He was too late to stop himself.

The bullet flew high and struck the left mound above Judy's head, lodging in its black mesh.

The mound rippled outward from the impact.

Judy cried, "Graaagh!"

The ground under Bogo ebbed apart, and he fell on his stomach. He straddled atop the twin mounds, but he dropped his gun deep into the crevice between them.

Judy grit her teeth. "Hyou bashtard! (Guh, huhh, fuff!) Hyou hhit, (bwuff), my breasht! (Puff!) Hyou're lucky, (hungh), I'm armored!"

Bogo held himself steady on the rocking mounds under him. "Your breast? Then..." He impulsively pinched the ground under him, driven on by a subconscious urge. His throat tightened.

Judy guffawed. "Hyup. (Huff.) That'sh, (ghuff), my, (puff), booty."

Judy was on her back, alright. But the tumultuous ground under her was her ass. And the two globular growths above her were her breasts.

Bogo stood on her ass, looking into her cleavage.

Judy herself was the battering ram that tore down the wall. Her sheer bulk was stunning, but it also meant she had no offensive capacity of her own.

A kangaroo soldier climbed up behind Bogo. Her long hindpaws clapped onto the fluffy surface, and she stood on legs overflowing with obesity. Her cankles rubbed Judy's rump, and her thighs spilled down between her legs. Her hips flared to either side, sloping outward in gentle hills supported by sloshing layers of adipose. A rounded, bulbous gut hung from her midsection, which draped over her thighs. Her pouch spanned her lowest belly roll, but the next roll up folded over the lip of the pouch. Her dark green shirt buttoned over the top of her stomach and her plump breasts. Short, curvy ears poked up from her chubby head.

Bogo looked at the kangaroo and pointed to Judy's cleavage. "Go scout ahead. Hopps won't be going anywhere, so you should ignore her."

The kangaroo nodded. "Sir, yes sir." She hopped forward, and as she landed, she pounded deep into Judy's ass cheek. The kangaroo's ass and tail, along with her belly, caught on the crater of fat that she sank into, scrunching upward into mashed creases.

Judy's rump quaked outward, then undulated back inward, under the kangaroo.

The kangaroo hopped forward again. She sailed through the air and pierced Judy's cleavage with a drop kick. Her heavy power pounded the twin orbs apart.

Judy's breasts responded in an outward wave. They split open at the impact site of the kick alone. Then, the opening flowed up through her cleavage while the kinetic force carried through her fat tits.

The kangaroo landed in Judy's belly, slapping her fat rump against Judy's chin. As Judy's gut folded under her, the kangaroo's tail drifted over Judy's lips.

Judy clamped her lips on the tip of the kangaroo's tail.

Bogo raised his voice. "Private! Get out of there!"

The kangaroo looked behind herself, rubbing her bulging cheek over her flabby shoulder. Her face drained of color, and she leapt forward.

Judy held on tight. She tugged the kangaroo's tail taut.

The kangaroo yelped, and she landed on her backside, mashing its bulk wide over Judy's globular gut.

Judy slurped inward, vacuuming the kangaroo's tail up to its base. She inhaled so hard that the kangaroo's ass slammed her chin and the kangaroo's back walloped her face.

Bogo rushed to help. But he was too late.

Judy cranked her jaws wide. She bit into the kangaroo's ass. Her teeth pinched the kangaroo's plush, juicy cheeks. Then, her lips folded the kangaroo together, clamping the kangaroo's corpulent legs to her fat belly. Judy sucked, uttering a wet "HORK." Her cheeks inflated wide with the kangaroo's hips and waist. Judy's voracious mouth alone was enough to contain the corpulent hips of the overweight kangaroo.

The kangaroo gripped Judy's cheeks and pushed. Her paws fumbled through the lardy banks of Judy's face. She grunted desperately, "Hrrrrngh!" Seemingly, the force of gravity on her own weight dragged her down into Judy as much as the rabbit's appetite did.

But that's not to discount Judy's strength. With a predacious slurp, she pulled the kangaroo right down. Her gullet popped outward, billowing as large as the obese marsupial, and then, they depressed again as her prey traveled straight to her gut. Judy's lips smacked in the wake of her stunning meal.

A voice shouted behind Bogo. "Carol!!"

Bogo spun around.

Behind him were not one, but two of the obese soldiers.

A ram stood on billowing legs. His hips puffed as wide as he was tall, with an ass that hung to Judy's rump and pressed it down. He bore a dense belly that swung like a wrecking ball, brushing just above his ankles. His face's cheeks puffed under his horns.

A rhino stood beside the ram. The rhino's gut hung pendulously by his shins, and his heaving chest rocked his ballooning moobs. A healthy collar of chin fat girded his snout under his long horn. The rhino charged ahead. "You ate Carol, you asshole!"

Bogo grappled the rhino around his flabby chest. "Hold it. I know you're upset. But we should take her around the side." Bogo pointed to the right of Judy's breasts.

The rhino huffed as his eyes glowered at Judy. After a few pec-flopping pants, he looked at Bogo. "Alright."

Bogo spoke to the ram. "You too. Take the left side. We'll flank her."

The ram nodded. "Yes sir."

The rhino stomped rightward, and his feet beat doughy pomfs into Judy's bouncy butt. But he stopped just short of her breast.

From around the side of her tit, a coyote tramped out into view. The coyote's thick legs stood far apart, pulling her leather skirt tight. They were hardly visible past her enormous stomach, which draped down to her ankles. Her waist spanned as wide as she was tall, while her belly jut forward farther than she could reach. Her breasts sprawled beyond that, hanging as two orbs down to her hips, up by her chin, and past her gut on both sides. A meager corset barely tied together under her gigantic knockers, and her areolas peeked over the tops of her cups. "Going somewhere?" She looked down her snout at the rhino, flashing her layered chins.

The ram ran to the left route around Judy's breasts, only to halt as well.

Around the left side, a wolf waddled, approaching the ram. Her cankles dragged along Judy's butt, while her thighs spilled over her calves and nearly dangled as low as her hindpaws. The wolf towed her ass along the ground behind her, and its cheeks bobbed up as high as her shoulder blades. Her belly, meanwhile, slapped down by her knees. Her denim shorts only narrowly appeared over the tops of her hips, since her hanging gut and billowing thighs nearly ate them up. Her plaid crop top stretched like a sports bra over two tits, each the size of her head. "Oh, they're going somewhere alright." She slapped her stomach and guffawed, bobbing her cheeks.

The ram lowered his head. "Shut up!" He headbutted his curled horns into the wolf's plump chest. His stiff appendages pressed deep against her pillowy boobs.

The bottom-heavy wolf fell back against her ass. Her rump compressed against Judy's. Then, with blubbery elasticity, she shot back up with her maw wide open. Her sharp, hungry teeth glistened.

The ram stepped back, but he was too slow.

The wolf lunged over him and wrapped her gullet around his head. Using her pudgy propulsion, she fell over his entire body and consumed him in one gulp. Her belly inflated under her, ripping out her hindpaws and propping her up on her taut midsection. She breathed in sharply, then burped, "Borp!" The gaseous expulsion rocked her body and clapped her skyward ass.

The rhino beat his foot against Judy's ass. "That's it!" He lowered his horn and rushed into the coyote.

The busty coyote leaned back and raised her chest.

The rhino's horn dived right between her breasts. He fell into her with his horn lodged tight in her titties.

The coyote hit the gluteal ground with a fatty slap. She licked the tip of the rhino's horn. "Look how long and hard you are!" She put her lips over it and slurped. She pulled the rhino up through her cleavage, and his obese body popped open her leather jacket. With a wet suck, she pumped him into her cheeks, then her gullet, and finally, her belly. It rose up over her, stretched and gurgling, and it flopped her gargantuan tits down to Judy's ass. Her hindpaws only barely poked out from under the squelching mass. The coyote's stomach groaned, and she belched, "Gwarp!"

Judy laughed. "Nhot ghoing, (hufff), too well, (puuff), fhor hyou, (ghuff), ish it?"

Bogo huffed. "How would you know?!" He stared at her towering, incomprehensible cleavage. Perhaps if he studied her blubbery curves long enough, he could find a weakness. "You can't even see past your own chest!"

Judy shook her head, wobbling her cheeks. "Nho, but, (whuff), I can fheel, (mmph), everything. (Whoof.) Like the bhird, (hoof), behind hyou."

Bogo turned and spotted a hawk.

The hawk's hips bloated so wide that they nearly touched the ground, even in her uniform pants. Her ridiculous breasts hung down to her knees, yet surprisingly, they still fit in a green jacket. "Sir?"

Bogo paused. "Can you fly?"

The hawk raised her wings high and flapped them down hard. A gust of air blew around her. The air walloped her colossal breasts so hard that they bounced in her top, and it whacked her tremendous ass into slapping ripples.

She whipped her wings up and down in quick succession. The stirred air jostled her fat violently. After several flaps, she finally departed the ground. "Yes, (huff), sir!" With each flap, her hanging tits flew side to side. Her ass clapped in time with her pumping wings, and her tail swayed.

Bogo pointed over Judy's breasts. "Good! I need you to fly to the other side of those mountains!"

The hawk nodded. "Roger!" She flapped furiously, barely ascending higher. Her knockers tugged her downward with their voluminous, dense fat, while her ass wobbled unevenly behind her. When she had nearly reached Judy's breasts, she panted hoarsely. Her face flushed, and her beating wings slowed. She tilted down. And then, her weight yanked her breast-first, directly towards Judy's face.

Judy opened wide and received the hawk.

The hawk's head plunged into Judy's maw. The bird's breasts plopped on either side of Judy's face, quaked against Judy's flabby cheeks, and blanketed Judy's long ears. Even with the hawk's breasts tossed down, they were so big that they obscured her stomach. Her broad thighs collapsed into her breasts.

Judy munched on the hawk's hefty breasts and tenderized their succulent fat.

The hawk's torso descended into Judy. Her hips slumped down over the sides of Judy's mouth, and her ass sprawled down over Judy's multitude of chins. The hawk kicked her legs, swishing their blubber to and fro.

Judy slurped, and her gullet billowed with the hawk's huge ass. Her lips puckered over the hawk's tree trunk legs, and she inhaled the hawk's talons. "Mm! (Huff.) Tastes like, (ghourf), chicken."

To Judy's right, the coyote laid on her back, cradling a belly that covered her body.

To Judy's left, the wolf straddled her own belly, big enough to be a personal mattress.

Bogo's path was clear. He pointed to Judy. "That's it. I'll deal with you myself." He stomped forward, mashing his hindhooves deep against Judy's ass.

Judy craned her scalp down into her ass crack, looking upside-down at Bogo. She licked her lips silently.

Bogo knelt down by her head. "For all your gluttony, you've made yourself a sitting duck." He wrapped one arm under her chin and squeezed his popping forearm into her pile of chins. He tensed as hard as he could into her neck.

Judy's eyes crossed, and her tongue lolled out. She gagged, "HACK! ACK! PTH!!"

Bogo tightened his grip.

Judy sputtered into laughter, then sighed. "Okhay, (huff), okhay. (Guff.) I couldn't, (puff), kheep that up. (Whoof.) Hyou should've, (muff), sheen the look, (wuff), on hyour face."

Bogo released her head. "...What?"

Judy furrowed her fat brow. "Hyou think, (hungh), hyou're getting through, (puhh), thish flabulous neck?"

Bogo's blood boiled. "You little runt. You've never been anything more than a pest!" He leapt over her head and landed on her gut.

Judy's belly gurgled and churned under him.

Bogo locked his cleft forehooves on her neck. He pushed his weight down into her, doing his best to crush her windpipe. "Let's see you laugh now!"

Judy's gurgling belly crescendoed, popping a big gas bubble under Bogo. Her upper stomach burst under him, and her hopping belly tossed Bogo into the air. The gas bubble inflated up through her neck, ripping away Bogo's forehooves. Her jaws flung open with a captive belch.

Bogo, midair over Judy with no grip, stared right into Judy's gullet. He fell face first into her wide mouth.

Her esophagus hugged his head in tight, wet warmth. Her teeth chomped on his stiff pecs, giving him a firm, relaxing massage.

His body slinked helplessly into her. His muscles softened under her kneading teeth and inside her balmy throat. He wouldn't fight back. He certainly could have fought back, but Judy's hot, constricting gullet sedated him.

He was wrapped tight in a warm, soft grip. It was like a comforting hug, or it was like a warm bath, or it was like both. Or, it was even like intercourse, as if his whole body had the opportunity to experience the pleasure that was normally only granted to his cock inside of a vagina. In reality, it was unlike anything he knew.

* * * * *

Nick walked into the hangar. He wrapped his trench coat tight around him to guard against the structure's whirring, chilled air. His trench coat hid the new musculature on his legs, abs, and arms. Their growth had been spurred by frantic exercises with his partner, who shared her personal equipment with enthusiasm.

The building's plain, gray walls towered above him higher than he could estimate. Stark, white lights lined the walls and shone down from above. Normally, this building would have housed military fighter craft. Today, though, it hosted a very special guest.

Carrots, destroyer of walls and sucker of his dick, occupied a huge swath of the hangar. Her ass piled a few stories high, with her stomach peeking in a modest plateau of pudge above that, and two dolloping breasts, each the size of a small house. Her breasts and stomach were bare, although a few team members lingered to strip the bullet-proof armor from her rotund rump. Her juicy adipose melted right out of the armor as they pulled it away.

Clawhauser waddled to Nick. The cheetah's belly flopped low over his legs, swinging from his fatty ambulation. "Nick! I mean, Fox!" Being a cheetah, he stood a ways taller than Nick.

Nick extended a forepaw up to Clawhauser. "Hey, buddy! Good to see you in the flesh again. We couldn't have done it without you."

Clawhauser gripped Nick's forepaw with two of his own and shook vigorously, bopping his moobs. "Oh, gee. Anything to help the cause."

Nick pulled back his arm. "I heard Judy was shot. Did the armor...?"

Clawhauser giggled. "She's fine. Can't wait to see you, though, of course."

Nick sighed in relief. "That's a load off. What about you, though? I can't imagine you have a career after this. What's next for you?"

Clawhauser shrugged. "Well, I--" He clammed up with reddening cheeks.

A breath-crushing blow struck Nick's back. He tottered, then looked behind himself.

Standing over him was The Alpha. The Alpha spoke to Nick but leered at Clawhauser. "C'mon, you gonna introduce us or what?" His gut brushed the ground, low and wide enough to hide the crocodile's corpulent feet. His hips and waist burst sideways like he was a walking sphere of fat. A chainmail tank top graced the top of his gut and barely contained his obese pecs. A sly smirk crossed his long, fat snout. The Alpha grinned that way when he was hungry, although he wasn't always hungry for something to digest.

Nick looked between the two tall predators. "Huh? Well, this was our man on the inside, Clawhauser."

The Alpha nodded. "'Clawhauser,' eh? Sounds vicious. Say, Clawhauser, have you had lunch yet?"

The cheetah shook his head "no" emphatically with wide eyes.

Nick chuckled. "Alright, well. If you'll excuse me." He turned towards his love, the massive pile of bunny blubber.

Judy towered before Nick. Her ass sat in two massive, gray cushions, side by side. They rose up before Nick, stacked far above his reach. And they blimped many times wider. The lowest ridges of her butt bulged in round pooches as tall as Nick's hips. From there, they curved upward and inward, towards the crevice between her ass cheeks. Dimples bigger than his paws lined the side of her ass facing Nick.

A loud, wet churn sloshed from above.

Nick grabbed a dimple in his forepaw.

It was fuzzy, warm, and most of all, soft.

He clenched hard and pulled himself up. He planted a hindpaw on the cheek's fatty, lower ridge, then cast his other forepaw upward. He leaned into it, letting himself melt into the gigantic, pillowy mass.

As he weighed into it, its plush give wrapped around his sides, hugging his entire body with silken padding.

Next, he put his other hindpaw up the huge mattress.

Despite its intimidating size, the gray butt was so soft that it easily conformed to the grip of his paws.

Nick raised himself higher. Paw over paw, he trekked up the soft, heavy surface. Groping through Judy's incalculable weight served as an impromptu foreplay, and Nick eagerly pressed his jutting erection to her stacked lard. He climbed without thought, lost in the sensation, until he reached over the rounded peak of the plush plateau. His forepaw stretched above her ass to find Judy's lower belly roll. Somewhere, deep under there, was her hindpaw.

A low-pitched, muffled giggle rang from above. Her upper belly quaked, stirring her outer stomach rolls into undulating tidal waves.

Nick grabbed holds in Judy's belly with both forepaws, and he stood up on Judy's butt.

Here, her vast stomach straddled atop her ass. Although just as fuzzy and nearly as big, her stomach bore fairer fur. The edge closer to Nick--the apron of her belly--spread far and wide in two plush sacks, side by side, as tall as him.

He mounted them. He crawled over their expanse, and he sunk into their malleable surface.

They joined together just below her navel, a hole deeper than Nick's arm. Padding lined the hole and pursed together on its way inward.

Just beyond that arced her stomach proper: not the fat attending her stomach, but the center of her digestion itself. It rose in a dome as high as Nick's ears. Taut and veined, a pink hue showed through the thinning fur on it. It gurgled like an idling tractor trailer.

Two monumental breasts crested high above Nick and slumped off of either side of the stomach, down against her ass. Her nipples, each the size of Nick's head, faced the ceiling. It looked like her nipples were but a short distance from touching the top of the room. Between her tits was a sliver of space.

Nick lowered onto all fours and gently crawled onto her tense belly. He pondered the size of her feast.

Her stomach jumped under him. From ahead, a low, wet roar rippled.

Nick pushed between the two tits, even as their incredible weight bore in on him. He reached the far end of the stomach and looked down.

Between the two huge boobs, there was Judy's beautiful face. Caked in lard, her cheeks squished together between her breasts, and her chin billowed up past her face. "Hwe, (huff), did it, (puff)."

Nick held her cheek. "'We'? You did most of the demolition!"

Judy laughed, pumping her immense midsection under Nick. "I guesh, (wheeeze), hyou're right. (Hourf.) Nhow I hwant, (puhff), hyour battering hram."

Nick's cock throbbed. "I thought you might." He backed up.

Judy's husky voice stopped him. "And Fox!"

Nick's ears twitched, and he halted. "Yes?"

Judy pouted her fat lips. "Dhon't forghet, (hooof), the extendher, (pooof), thish time."

Nick felt a weight in his chest. "You got it."

Judy asked, "What ish it?"

Nick faked a smile. "Nothing!"

Judy cocked an eyebrow. "Hyou dhon't, (ghuuf), like the, (bhuuuf), extender?"

Nick shrugged. "No, I like it just fine! It's just--I wish I was good enough for you."

Judy smiled, bunching her cheeks. "Fox. (Whoof.) I'm the size, (phuff), of a hotel. (Huhhf.) I nheed, (ghuff), a little hhelp. (Bhuuf.) It doeshn't mean, (hoof), hyou aren't, (hunngh), ghood enough."

Nick sighed. "Okay. I guess you are a little big." Nick loved to understate Judy's girth. It just emphasized how huge she had become.

Judy licked her lips. "A lhittle bhig, (purff), and a lhittle hhorny." Judy employed her own understatement. Nothing revved her engines like a colossal meal.

Nick patted her chins. "Well, far be it for me to keep my hotel-sized woman waiting!" He pushed himself back and slid in reverse over her volatile tummy. He opened his legs, and as he drifted off of Judy's hemispherical upper gut, his hindpaws landed on either side of her sinkhole belly button.

He kneeled down and reached inside the deep navel. He felt a long cylinder and pulled it out: one of her vibrators. Nick put it back. His paw searched again, found a coarse polyester belt, and yanked that out: one of her funnels, which Nick held by the head strap. Still not it. He rooted around some more, and between two folds of navel wall, he bumped into thin, curved plastic. He laughed for joy as he dredged it out: his sex snorkel. Its tube was still long enough to reach past Judy's undercarriage from inside. He strapped it on immediately.

Next, he reluctantly dragged a long rod out of her navel. Its white fur felt like his own, and leather straps hung from it. At one end was a large opening, for his own cock's head to slip into. At the other end was a tight hole, where his cum would jet out and into Judy. Nick clenched it with jealousy.

He set it aside, took off his clothes, and stuffed them in the navel for later.

Now that he was naked, he took up the extender again. He plugged the wide end over his cock's head. A leather ring dangled from the extender. He enclosed the ring around the base of his cock. Finally, a belt hung from the ring, which he buckled around his hips.

Nick stopped a moment to admire it. His own white, furry manhood jutted straight from his pelvis. But the extender looked so convincing that his cock seemed to go further, and further, and further, until it spanned as far as his arm. He reached forward and grabbed the fake shaft. He squeezed it, and it tightened the straps over his own cock, as if he was groping himself and not some external toy. A smile curled his lips. He felt long.

Nick faced Judy's tits, and he carefully continued backwards, down her pillowy, lower tummy rolls. He dropped through the valley at the center bottom of her stomach, and his hindpaws plapped onto the outer rim of her ass. He lowered onto his belly and prodded his nose under Judy's prodigious pannus.

Her stomach apron billowed the size of a mudslide, but it blanketed on him as plush and warm as a loving hug.

Nick dug his arms under her stomach. He grabbed the huge dimples lining the inseams of her ass, then tugged his entire body under her belly. He ventured into engulfing darkness, but he knew well the path before him.

Judy's weight flattened him, but at least it distributed across her girth.

Nick's slender frame pierced a long shaft through her pliant pudge. He pushed his arms onward, and he caught grip of her puffy hindpaws.

Judy's long rabbit's feet bulged in globes of lard, dangling inside her swollen cankles. In practical terms, they provided bulbous knobs for Nick's paws. But they were so much more than practical. They offered yet another hub of adipose, squishing sensually in his grip.

He pressed his thumbs into her hindpaws, massaging them. He clutched her calves next.

Judy's lower legs stacked thick and tall with adipose, despite the weight of her belly crushing down on them. They shouldered some of her belly's weight, but they also compacted inward on Nick's sides. Her short calves led to short thighs, which rolled over her calves in long, dense sleeves of blubber. Judy's actual legs were quite short, but their attending blubber exceeded them in height, length, and width, all bunched together and competing for space. Judy's fat engulfed her own body and nestled Nick.

Nick snatched the topside of her thighs and pulled himself up, so that his chest lay across her legs, his back faced her underbelly, and his cock pierced the seam between her calves. He swam between her legs, moving himself by pushing lard like it was so much water. The fox had grown accustomed to the exercise, and his arms stroked through her without a thought. He dragged himself a little further, and his snout bumped a broad, mercurial mound.

Judy's fupa was no ordinary fupa. Its spherical size spanned as wide as Nick's arms could reach. The rabbit's fat pad, in its current state, would have dwarfed Judy's entire body just a few years ago.

Nick grabbed its sides in a generous bear hug. He tucked his legs over her thighs, then dug his hindpaws into the crease between her upper thighs and her mons.

Her thighs' furry rolls hugged his back.

His cock aligned with Judy's bloated outer labia. Her entire body was fat, but her pussy's fat was the most sensual of all. It bore the softest adipose on her body, and its warmth was perfectly temperate. Not only that, but the thick, cloying scent of her arousal was unique throughout her entire, blubbery form.

Nick pushed into her deep, damp slit.

Her mound and outer lips had grown so thick with fat that her vaginal runway spanned longer than Nick's cock--hence the need for an extender. Her vulva's moisture extended to the overgrown flesh of her outer lips. The fatty seal of her massive labia clenched them closed and made them all the more sensitive. Judy shivered as Nick pushed into her, and her body trembled around him.

Nick's extender stirred her wet vulva, and it prodded into her voracious vagina. His cock couldn't reach her vagina, but it still basked in the tight grasp of her obese labia.

Additionally, as Judy's womanhood received the trusty extender, she clenched on it. In turn, its leather straps tightened on Nick's spire. Her appetite reached through the extender, into his cock, and tugged on his soul.

Desire filled Nick, and he huffed it out as a steamy breath into his sex snorkel. He took a long drag of fresh air, cooling his lungs and puffing his chest into Judy's mons. He reared his backside against Judy's fluffy thighs, then plunged forward, deep into her. The extender pierced her slick nethers, and his own cock swished her bloated outer lips. His thrust drove him against her slit. His pelvis muscled open her long, vertical opening, and his hips passed into them.

Her lips kissed his sides. Judy's outer labia had swelled so large with lard that they grasped around Nick's body. Their tight, wet warmth embraced him. Where most women had a pussy that groped a cock, Judy's supersized lips grasped at Nick's waist, hips, and thighs, wrapping him in erotic highs.

Nick clutched in return, squeezing his arms as far around Judy's mons as he could reach. His toes clenched with ecstasy, gripping footholds in her ass, and his fingers coiled in desire, snatching fierce pawfuls of her puffy fupa. Then, he pushed his arms and legs forward. He mashed Judy's immense pussy away while he cast himself backward, compressing her meaty thigh dimples with his back. Once he pulled back, he slingshotted forward. He ripped her lips over himself and kicked her ass back, reeling his lengthened rod far into her. He struck at the heart of her passion.

She responded in kind. Her thighs seized inward. They flooded behind him while they smooshed her lips together, crashing her labias' hot sweetness up and down Nick's body. Her vagina throbbed on the extender, which tightened its straps and pulled forcefully on Nick's steel.

Nick eased out. His nerves overloaded from the deluge of fatty sensation swathed over his entire body. He gently pushed back into her. He had the urge to ram her, but he held back. Instead, he pushed out, groping her dense ass in his toes. He pushed back in, rubbing his knees against her swollen lips. He pushed out, grinding his ass on her chunky thighs. He pushed back in, passing his waist into her fluffy outer labia. He pushed out, clutching her tender fupa. And he pushed back in, nose full of her saccharine lube, ears full of her burbling belly.

Judy, however, had no need for gentle strokes. She was already damp with lust. In fact, her demanding cries carried through her belly, muffled, into Nick's covered ears.

He heeded her call by thumping hard into her. He lifted his hindpaws into the lower curves of her lips, and he dug his toes far into the crease between the upper backs of her thighs and her blimped pussy. In the process, his shins grinded beside her lips, mashing them in while pushing himself out. He also straightened his arms forward in a powerful thrust, testing the growing power of his biceps. His hips swung back, crushing Judy's thighs backward.

And he catapulted forward into her. His hindpaws seized their footholds and kicked back against her lard, as if he was performing a long jump off of her enormous legs. His arms bent violently, hurling Judy's mons into his body. His hips launched against her lips, his cock lunged between her walls, and his extension pierced her deep, needy vagina.

Judy rumbled around him. Her immensity vibrated with fierce, unbridled passion. As Nick pushed away, Judy's mound squished like a giant marshmallow, while her thighs offered dense resistance. Her pussy squashed evenly under his ferocious shove, but her thighs lumped into heaps of dimples. When Nick delved into her, her thighs decompressed like spring-loaded fat and propelled him into her. Her tender mound clapped off of his hips and rippled outward. Her vagina sucked on the extension, indirectly massaging Nick's member.

Her trembling moans echoed through her sloshing, gurgling gut.

Nick drove his arms and legs into Judy, smashing her pussy into her pelvis. He crushed her thighs back so hard that he forced her corpulent legs apart. Even as he pushed off of her, he held tight onto her bulging flesh. In doing so, he tugged on her malleable mound. He stretched her fatty lips long and tight, then pulled himself in.

Her mound rebounded, helping to blast Nick back in. Her thighs surged in behind him with a deluge of lard.

Nick's cock jackhammered through her vagina, filling her from end to end and wall to wall.

With every one of his pushes out, her fat crashed him back in.

Nick's muscles burned as he clutched at her bouncing, doughy flesh.

Judy's overfed belly gurgled overhead, and her fat smothered him. She covered him in soft heft, she eased him with a sensuous, balmy heat, and she seduced him with the sweet scent of her natural lube. Judy's pussy tightened firmer on Nick's extension, almost as if she was about to suck it off. Instead, her vagina pulsed, biting hard on the extension as she dribbled warm, wet release. Judy's euphoric shouts bellowed over her churning stomach.

Nick felt Judy's grip through the straps on his extension. His own climax erupted from his stones. They shot an explosion of cum through his stiff cock. Salvo after salvo of thick love coursed out of him and shot into Judy, feeding her gluttonous vagina. His arms grappled Judy's fupa with all his might while his explosive orgasm pumped down Judy's sex gullet.

The two lovers twined around each other.

Nick curled around Judy's pussy, feeding deep into it.

Judy's lard wrapped around Nick's body, holding him tight and close. She described her orgasms as crashing waves. Now, her blubber tossed and churned around him, embodying the oceanic power of her release.

Judy crossed her apex, and her legs fell slack.

Nick dripped dry. His cock felt haggard. His muscles ached for rest, and his lungs wheezed.

He considered leaving Judy's undercarriage. He could crawl back up onto her belly and nuzzle her head. But he was so tired. Exhaustion was ready to take him. Plus, with his snorkel, he had all the air he needed.

Her thighs were so dense. Her belly was so heavy. And her mound was so cushy.

He decided to rest his head for just a moment. It was too hard to keep his eyelids open, though.

Soon, he dreamed of joys to be shared and sizes to come.