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Pigging Out

By: Lapsa

Warning: Weight Gain, filth

Kristen's nose scrunched as soon as the smell hit her - eyes watering as the heavy doors of the mansion slowly swung open to reveal the unfamiliar swing in front of her. His stained clothes barely covered his obese frame, porky belly sticking out from between his shirt and pants.

"Oh hey! Glad you could make it - come on in!" The pig smiled as he saw her standing there, ignoring the look of confusion and repulsion on her face as he moved aside to usher her in. "Been waitin' for ya!"

"Ummm...who are you, and where is Gerald?" Kristen cautiously walked forward, pausing briefly as the smell grew even stronger, eyes darting about the dirty unkempt interior of the lobby setting off flags in her mind as she looked about the normally spotless mansion. "Where are the staff?"

"Oh, uh..." The pig snorted as he raised an arm to scratch at the back of his neck, even more of his stomach pultruding out, jiggling with the motion of his arm. "He went away - tol' me to keep things for him while he was gone. Nunna staff are here either, vacation."

"It isn't like him to just up and leave..." The vixen fought against the urge to choke on how thick the air was with the door now closed, a hand still raised up to her face as she turned to the pig - his head nodding as he waddled head of the fox.

"'Course, 'course - right this way. It's a beaut, really." Kristen barely listened to the pig as she looked around the halls and rooms they both went through, filth covering nearly every inch of the mansion - the smell getting heavier with each room. The curiosity would be enough to help her fight through it all and push forward with little hesitation - tossing aside the sickening knot forming in her stomach and the nagging voice in the back of her mind.

Eventually she'd find herself stopped behind the pig as his chubby greasy fingers fumbled with the keypad to the private museum beneath the mansion - a few awkward minutes passing before the doors opened to reveal the only untouched room in the mansion - lights flickering on to pour over cases filled with ancient treasures; swords, books, urns, all manner of ancient relics collected over years. Her eyes would slowly be drawn to one in particular though as she continued to follow along with the pig - both stopping in front of a massive marble sculpture of a swing; detailed and obese, a wide smile across its intricately carved face.

"This little bueat was foun' in one of them temples in Greece'r sumtin'" He seemed to briefly lose himself in the statue, his already glassy eyes glazing over that much more - only broken out by an idle cough from the vixen that made him jump and snort to himself before letting out a soft chuckle.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that! Hey, you mus' be hungry though, why don't you stay for dins' - we got some good stuffs up in here." The pig snorted again, scratching his belly as he looked over to the fox.

Kristen was a bit put off by the sudden request as her stomach churned - having barely recovered from the thick scent that still clung to her sinuses. The nagging in the back of her mind only added to her trepidation - it wasn't like her friend to leave so unexpectedly just days after calling her over. Even still a small pang of sudden hunger would fight past both; a blush coming across her face as the sensation rippled through her mind.

"I guess it couldn't hurt - but I don't have much time." The vixen looked from the pig to the statue again. "I'll need to take this over right away, Gerald said it was urgent that I bring it to the lab."

"Great, meals already prepared - come on." The pig ignored her as he snorted with joy - wobbling past her surprisingly quickly before disappearing down the corridor with only his voice and heavy stomping to guide her behind him.

She'd eventually find herself in a large dining hall - another room seemingly untouched by whatever had happened to the mansion, a table filled with plates overflowing with food sitting before her. The pig would already be sat at the opposite end, mouth covered in sauce and full of food as he voraciously chowed down on anything and everything around him - meats and desserts the bulk of what found its way into his mouth. He'd barely acknowledge her at all beyond motioning her briefly to a seat in between bites - Kristen reluctantly sitting as far from him as she though would be prudent.

"Eat, eat!" The pig spoke between bits, voice muffled by his stuffed cheeks. "Food's good!"

Her stomach would growl even more at the mention of food - the sudden hunger growing more as each section passed. Each breath she took would replace the rotten modly smell clinging to her nose with the overpowering scent of cooked meat and sugary dessert - completely erasing everything else and making her mouth almost water as she reluctantly piled a plate with food.

The vixen would ignore the sloppy sounds of eating from the pig as she dug into her own meal - clearing plate after plate as her hunger seemed to grow with each bite. It wouldn't be until the third of forth that she'd finally stop herself - a nervous fear sending a cold shiver over her as she looked to the stack of empty plates, to the pig still sloppy eating with a tower of dishes beside him - the image of the statue and the desperate tone of her friend haunting her thoughts.

"I think it's time for me to go, I'll take the statue with me, tell Gerald I came by." She'd ignore the rumbling from her already tight stomach as she stood up. "I appreciate the meal...but I'm in a hurry."

"Nah - you ain't full yet sweet-pea, gotta eat more than that." The pig swallowed down a few more bites before standing - sauce wiped from his chin by a fat forearm as he walked over towards the vixen.

"No, I'm fine - really. I think I should get go--" A pair of meaty hands would press her down with surprising strength, the weight behind them leaving her little recourse as she tried to push back against them - forced into her seat once again.

"No, I said you nee' to eat more, such a scrawny little thing." He pushed himself up against her, scooting her chair to further lock her against the table. "Don't you think you'd feel better on a full...fat...stomach?"

Kristen shivered as the words rolled like thick sugary syrup into her head - the image of the statue once again coming across her thoughts - its soft smile and warm eyes gazing into her soul as a sudden weakness flooded her mind. She could feel her will slowly eaten away by the ravenous hunger that grew and grew as she gazed onto the food, took in its thick scent. She tried to resist, to push the hunger away as the pig continued to insist she eat, teasing at the empty feeling inside of her as his voice echoed in her mind.

"Look at all that juicy meat we made for ya'~ Don't be shy now, I know ya' wanna have a few more plates~"

"N-no, I'm fine. I really need to leave...s-something isn't right."

Thick meaty arms would wrap around the vixen as they pushed past her - the pig picking up food to force feed her - the vixen relenting as soon as it touched her tongue. She'd barely be able to do more than move her head to the side in protest, unable to keep her body from moving at its own, savory flavors and the growing hunger mixing together to push away her own thoughts. She'd be forced to swallow handful after handful of food as the pig continued to taunt her, his stomach keeping her pressed against the table as her own gut began to tighten against it.

"Come on, it feels so good to just...pig out."

Once again the words poured into her mind, sloshing about like large as their sweet tang left a lasting imprint. She'd even more vividly see the image of the marble pig before her now, a near permanent fixture throughout her bulky soft thoughts. She wouldn't be able to fight even longer against the desire as her mind went over every single detail - drawn into a trance as she was forced to sate her endless hunger.

She'd find herself staring into its blissful expression as it held its fat, thick belly - its plump arms digging into its soft sides as if to revel in its own gluttony. She couldn't stop herself from feeling some small portion of its bliss and greedy - her hands moving to her own stomach slowly as it started to distend even further.

Each mouthful of food was slowly bringing her closer and closer to the statue's proportions, the vixen complacent in every second now as each gluttonous gulp brought her a brief moment of rapturous hedonistic bliss before another pang of hunger took hold of her mind. Only seconds had passed before her mouth started to gape open to await more food, swallowing it down even quicker than the last - soon matching how the pig himself had been eating before as the chair beneath her felt smaller and smaller in comparison to her fattened form.

"Starting to look good, see~ Bet it feels so good to just let go~" The pig stopped briefly as he let out a joyous squeal, his heavy breath pouring down the vixen's chubby neck. "Ya'll'll make a great sow."

The pig moved to the side to let the vixen take over as her hands picked up where his left off with barely more than a second of hesitation, her figure now big enough to push her away from the table with her expanding girth. Some part of her mind would know it was already too late, how far she had already fallen as she continued to stuff her face - burying whatever resistance remained in food as the statue seemed to come to life in her thoughts and dance and squeal among her plump blissful thoughts.

She'd be left with no care but stuffing her face as she reveled in the sensation of each part of her body growing softer, plumper - muscles fading away or buried, even her breasts growing out a few cub-sizes to match her now ruined form. Even still her stomach would ache and rumble as it begged for even more, snorts escaping from the vixen's own maw as she was almost shoveling plate after plate into her gullet - barely able to feed herself fast enough to ride on the bliss of pleasure each bite gave.

She could feel each part of her body grow softer, plumper - even her breasts seemed bigger now as she shot a glance down. Some part of her still wanted to resist, but her stomach still ached, rumbled as it begged for more. The pig's feeding wasn't fast enough for her anymore as her own hands took over, a snort escaping the vixen's maw as she started to shovel plate after plate of food into her.

"Already adappin' to your new life" Another snort reached her ears as the pig sat back down again - the chair creaking beneath him just like her own now creaked at each shift the vixen herself made to reach for more.

She'd barely react to the words, completely focused on nothing but how good it felt at that moment to stuff her face - how good it felt to be a fat little pig. She wouldn't even notice as her fluffy tail, swishing about, slowly shrunk away and curled into a hairless stub of its former self. Too busy oinking and snorting to notice her muzzle shrink and shift, flat teeth struggling even more to eat at the meat she shoved into her gullet, puffy cheeks filled with food. She's slowly change as the table was cleared - leaving no trace of a vixen behind as the last plate was licked clean with a loud sloppy slurp; two happy fat pigs left behind in the wake of the feast, yearning for even more.

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