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Revenge is a Dish Best Served Fat (Part 2)

By Otteronymous

Marley wheezed as her obese, sweaty frame squeezed through the front door of Rock's house. It had only been a two block walk, but for the blubber-saturated excuse for a heifer, it may as well have been a marathon. Marley doubled over once she waddled into the living room, her distended, gurgling gut causing her to groan as it strained against her now filthy overall, the tightness of the garb on her midsection causing her gut to expel another bout of rancid gas.

*PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT*

No one in the group seemed to even notice as they walked through the musty cloud on their way to the living room, no one, that is, save for Sivra.

"Disgusting as always, Marley," she said casually as she walked with Rock and Bryant into the kitchen, the rest of the gang plopping down in front of the TV, eager to fire up Rock's Xbox and give it a go.

Marley's monstrous hips swayed and jiggled as she dragged her obese frame to the couch. As Marley approached, she noticed that the sagging furniture was adorned with indented, green-brown cushions and smelled like a mix of ass and body odor.

"This...this must be my seat," she thought to herself, but...how? She had never been like this before...or had she? Marley brushed the thought aside as her knees began to ache, her blimpish, meaty form having placed an excruciating amount of pressure on her joints. With all the grace of a cannonball, she flopped onto the couch, a heavy belch blowing out of her taco meat encrusted muzzle as she landed

*BRRRRAAPPPPPPP*

Huge gobs of mucus flew across the room, coating the coffee table and hardwood floors. Marley's mind swam as she stared at the filth encrusted floor in front of her. It was clear that she had been shellacking the poor thing for years, given the fine patina of drool and food particles that varnished its surface. "God....how could I be so disgusting?" She thought to herself.

"Best two out of three on Dead or Alive, Tobes!" Stacey shouted as she picked up the game controller. "Show me what you got, yah spotted bastard!"

"Winner gets the best seat in the house...after me, of course," Rock said as he walked in from the kitchen with huge bowl of chili-cheese nachos. "You've got yourself a deal," Toby replied as Rock rudely sat down on top of Marley's blubberous, engorged gut.

The seuty heifer watched in silent disbelief as the deer casually nestled his ass against her huge belly and eagerly shoveled pawfulls of dripping, gooey nachos into his mouth.

"Come on, Toby, you can't just let her counter all your punches like that. Mix it up, man!" Rock shouted, completely indifferent to the fact that he was using one of his friends like a damp, stinky recliner; carelessly wiping gobs of chili and cheese off his paws onto Marley's gaudy, striped overalls as he chided Toby.

Just as Marley tried to protest, Rock hiked his buttcheek and let loose a raucous fart right on top of her, the deer's gas reeking of protein powder and kale. Marley coughed and gagged, shocked that this was happening. Rock turned, crumbs of nachos spilling onto Marley's massive breasts as he spoke.

"Something wrong, fart muffler?"

Rock's gaze snapped back to the game just in time to watch Stacey K.O. Toby for the second time, guaranteeing her place on the filthy throne that was Marley.

"Fucking trounced again, Tobes, gotta git gud, puppy!"

Stacy jumped up with a shout, the delighted mouse giving the controller a faux football spike of victory as she mugged and flexed. "You're up, Rock, and don't worry, Toby couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag."

Toby stuck his tongue out at Stacey as she tossed the controller to Rock, the deer letting out one last fart onto Marley before hopping off her belly and taking a seat next to Toby on the floor. Marley grew slightly nauseous as the stink wafted into her nostrils, the smell greeting her like an old friend. "Just another day as a disgusting fart cushion," Sivra's magic whispered into her mind, sadistically gaslighting the overwhelmed bovine's magic-drunk mind.

With eyes still glued to the TV, Stacey reached out and unsnapped Marley's damp overalls, the mouse's eager paws blindly digging into the blubberous rolls of Marley's midsection as she searched for the bottom of the bovine's shirt. Stacey violently jerked the heifer's undershirt up with a wet slurp, her massive, roll laden gut spilling into her lap as the T-shirt was hiked up to her bloated breasts.

"What did I tell yah, another first round loss for Toby," Stacey gloated as she crawled onto Marley's sweaty belly. Marley attempted to protest, but the magic sang to her again, weaving a tale of lies into her subconscious that forced her to question whether she should complain about events that had been so commonplace for the last few years.

"Fuck, I love this seat," Stacey said as she leaned forward, her tiny paws digging into Marley's doughy gut as she hiked her ass to muzzle-level with the dumbfounded bovine. "And not a moment too soon, I've been holding this is for hours."

Stacey gritted her buck-teeth, her face scrunching tight as she let loose a groan and blasted Marley in the muzzle with the vile stench of fermented bean burritos and synthetic cheese.

*FFrrrrrpppppppptttttt*

Marley hacked and choked as the blast blew her red hair back, the stench causing her eyes to water and her tongue to burn as the fart coated her taste buds with a flavor so fowl, a vulture would wretch it up.

"Ahhhhhh," Stacy sighed, her tongue lolling out. "That feels soooooo good."

Marley struggled to hold down her lunch as she swallowed the thick cloud of stink, her lungs heaving for respite as the mouse let loose a string of smaller farts onto the bovine's gravid belly.

Marley sputtered as Bryant and Sivra walked into the room laughing, the blue macaw carrying a large pizza and Sivra carrying a furtive scowl towards the disheveled bovine.

"Sounds like you're not doing so well over there, Marley," Sivra said with faux concern. "Everything alright?"

Marley bucked in protest as Stacey let loose another rancid fart, the light-headed bovine fighting hard against the angelic voice that sang a song of submission into her brain.

"I know, right!?" Stacey said. "She's been awfully fidgety today, usually she loves this stuff. What's the deal, Fart Muffler?"

Bryant set the pizza on the table and sashayed over to the groaning bovine, his manicured talons massaging his own slightly bloated belly as he spoke. "It's because you guys haven't been giving her the proper attention. I bet she feels neglected."

With a warm smile, Bryant squeezed Marley's fat cheeks together, his beak moving in for what looked like a kiss before letting loose a wet, sloppy belch right into her face.

*BRRRRRAAAAPPPPPPP*

Marley winced as globs of spittle and pizza blew across her muzzle, coating her snout in thick ropes of macaw mucus. She tried to fidget away, but her massive, blimpish body was wedged too deep into the couch.

"Doesn't it feel good to be a fat, sopping dish rag for your friend's filthy habits?" The siren voice cooed to her. "Don't you just live for this?"

Bryant's smile fell to a frown as he felt Marley's weak attempts to pull away from his grip.

"Sorry about that, love. Let me try again."

Marley's eyes went wide as the macaw's beautiful throat ruff bloated outwards, the prissy macaw building up pressure before wrenching open Marley's mouth and blowing another thick, meaty belch directly into her open muzzle.

*BURRRRRRRPPPPPPPP*

Bryant clamped Marley's snout shut, forcing her to suck down the sloppy, anchovy flavored mucus and gas he just injected down her gullet. Marley's throat spasmed and her gravid body bucked as she was forced to ingest the disgusting, oppressive gas.

"There you go, our not-so-little fart factory. You're welcome," Bryant said with a smile as he trotted over to offer Toby for some words of encouragement in his game against Rock.

Marley heaved as she breathed down the last of Stacey's farts and swallowed the remaining ropes of mucus from Bryant. The entire scenario was abhorrent and repulsive...so why did she feel so damn good about it?

"Hey, Sivra," Stacey said. "Saved yah the best seat in the house! Come on, take it. As the best amongst us, you deserve it the most."

Sivra's muzzle smiled five miles wide. Finally, she thought. Treated like the queen she always knew she was. It just took a teensy bit of demonic magic and the bending of reality to make everyone else see it, but hey, some people need a little helping along.

Sivra delicately glided to Marley's side, taking a moment to observe the whalish bovine as her obese, worthless body heaved with every breath; her sweaty, fat soaked carcass was worthless for anything now, save for sucking up ass-gas and disposing of excess belches and mucus.

Giddy like a girl at Christmas, Sivra straddled Marley's blubbery belly, a devilish look in her eyes as she observed the heifer's dazed visage. The bovine was clearly struggling to cope with the magic that was coaxing her into loving the disgusting, filthy beast she had become, and it delighted Sivra to no end.

"S...Sivra" Marley pouted, her mind in a haze, but pleased that one of her friends finally looked her in the eyes like she was a sentient, living creature.

"S...something is wrong. Something isn't right. H....help me."

Sivra's corrupt little heart fluttered. This was the moment she dreamed of, the moment she craved. For years, Marley had the gall to consider herself a creature worthy of respect. For years, she had the nerve to think she could take both Toby and the respect of their friends, when all along it belonged to her.

"Oh yes, there is something wrong, Marley. Terribly, terribly wrong."

A spark of joy ran down Marley's spine. She knew it! She knew something was amiss. Marley knew that she hadn't always been a lewd, filthy slob. A look of hope veiled Marley as Sivra looked her deep in the eyes, the wicked zebra's face all concern as she cooed.

"What's wrong is that you aren't living up to your true potential as a filthy, waddling pig. Who knew that when I turned you into living mass of farts and fat that you would still be able to resist my magical persuasion so effectively?"

Marley was crestfallen. It was Sivra...it had been her doing the whole time.

"Oh, look! It's finally dawned on you, you dimwitted blimp!" Sivra said with a wicked smile as she put her muzzle to Marley's ear. "But don't worry," she whispered, her magic words slipping into the Marley's ear canal and bending the bovine's exhausted brain as she spoke. "In a few moments, you'll be nothing but a sloppy, bloated wreck who lives for the thrill of sucking ass fumes, and then nothing will stand between Toby and I."

With eager paws, Sivra clasped Marley's snout, her demonic magic distorting and inflating the bovine's already substantial snoot into cartoonishly huge proportions.

"W...what are you doing!" Marley whined as she bucked and groaned, her snout beginning to puff out and inflate like yeasted bread.

"Just making sure you don't miss any of the sweet aromas that your new life is going to bring you."

Marley's vision was being engulfed by her monstrously growing snout, the poignant smell of Stacey and Rock's farts--along with her own filth--coming into painfully sharp definition as her nostrils flared to the size of pie plates.

"Please, Sivra, d...don't do this!" Marley cried, the bovine's hands franticly pawing at her blimpish snoot as it twitched and wobbled in its grotesque glory, keenly aware of every horrid smell in the room. The acrid stench of her own sloppy body brought Marley to tears as she pleaded with what she thought was her old friend. "I...I'm sorry! Please, Sivra, let me make it up to you! Just...just stop!"

"Oh, don't worry, Marley." Sivra hissed. "I'll make sure you pay me back in full."

Sivra dug her ass hard into Marley's jiggling gut, the zebra's demonic magic swelling her own belly with gas as she loaded up her sweltering guts for the finishing blow.

"You know, I'm almost going to miss the old you, Marley....Almost."

Sivra groaned hard, her thick, burbling bowels letting loose a torrent of hot, muddy gas from her massive rear with a heavy moan.

*FFFFRRRRRPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPTTTTTTTT*

Thick plumes of noxious, festering gas blew into the heifer's turgid belly, the stench strong enough to peel paint as it wafted through the room, causing the inhabitants to hack violently.

"Breath Deep," Sivra whispered into Marley's ear, her magical words sealing the tortured bovine's fate.

Marley took a deep breath, her saucer-sized nostrils drawing heaps of the zebra's squalid stink into her monstrously huge snout. Marley went cross eyed as the noxious gas burned off every hair inside her massive nostrils. The noxious, fetid gas twisted around Marley's brain, suffocating and snuffing out the last of her respectable existence, leaving nothing left of her mind but the filthy pig Sivra saw her as.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Marley sighed with delight as she took another hard drag of the rotten ass-gas, her blimpish snout quivering and nostrils flaring in delight as they struggled to soak up every last inch of the filthy smell. The bloated, sweating heifer shuddered as the stench coated her passageways, the overwhelming filth causing Marley's stained panties to go wet as she reveled in the squalor.

"Geez, Marley!" Toby said, nearly coughing up a lung. "It's been awhile since you gassed the whole place out!"

Marley's gave a smug smile, she was proud that Toby blamed Sivra's fart on her. Toby always said the sweetest things.

Sivra smiled as she watched the disgusting cow shudder with every deep breath of her gargantuan snout. Finally, she thought. Marley's true self was revealed to the world.

Marley's ponderous gut growled, her packed bowels like a sack of bricks being forced down a low flush toilet as the afternoon's lunch made its way deeper into her sweltering guts. Without warning, Marley's abused pucker wrenched open as she joyfully blasted another fart into the cushions, the stitching nearly melting from the heat.

*FFFRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTT*

Marley groaned as she bathed in her own stink, the feculent gas causing the large bovine to drool incessantly as she wallowed in her filth like a pig. Fart after noxious fart, Marley giddily filled the room, her muzzle nothing but bliss as her panties soaked through her overalls from the pleasure.

Sivra dug her paws hard into Marley's turgid belly as she rolled off her, forcing the bovine's neck to bulge and balloon out with another monstrous belch.

*BBBBURRRRRRRPPPPPP*

Sivra snapped her fingers, the wicked zebra using her magic to bend the torrent of gas spewing out of Marley's maw into an arc. Sivra held back a cackle as she watched the putrid gas funnel back into Marley's moonish nostrils just as quickly as it was spewed from her drool-encrusted muzzle.

Marley's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her sex clenching tight as she was bathed in her own stink and was pushed over the edge. With a bestial howl, Marley's rocketing orgasm clamped down hard, forcing every liter of hot, putrid gas out of her guts as she blanketed the room with a greasy, brown fog.

*FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT*

The rest of the house guests simply laughed as they held down their lunches, Sivra's magic having forced them to accept Marley's revolting mannerisms as nothing more than a harmless nuisance they had known for ages. Like a pig in her sty, Marley ground her ass hard into the cushion as she let loose plume after noxious plume of gas. The now vacuous bovine snorted and slobbered as she sucked in her own scent through her massive snout, the crotch of her filthy striped overalls damp and soaking through to the cushions as she rubbed her sex harder and harder into the couch for pleasure.

"Phew!" Toby chuckled, his eyes blurry and watering from the stink as he stood up. "Gonna have to go take a breather in the bathroom after that one!

"Marley sure is on a roll today," Rock choked out.

"Told you guys, the fart muffler just needed a little encouragement," Bryant said, wiping the acrid tears from his eyes.

"Yo, Tobes!" Stacey shouted, "Make sure you bring some toilet paper back with you, smells like Marley may need it!"

Marley's twisted mind reveled in the jeers and insults of her friends, pleased to be the sick, bloated sack of farts and grease she had been reduced to. Before Sivra made her way down the hallways to intercept Toby, she gave Marley a slap on her damp, sweaty hide.

"That'll do, pig. That'll do."

---

Sivra wore a seductive smile as she strutted down the hallway, content to leave the swinish heifer rolling happily in her filth. She had done it, her worst enemy was nothing more than a disgusting, revolting wreck who couldn't draw the attention of anyone, save for the public health department.

Positively brimming with pride, Sivra leaned against the wall of the hallway corridor, her chubby hips cocked in an inviting fashion, casually waited for Toby as he exited the bathroom.

"Oh, hey there, Sivra. What's up?" Toby said, lightly fanning himself as Marley's stench crept down the hall.

"Not much, Toby," Sivra said, her voice dripping with confidence. "Just eyeing the beautiful piece of dalmatian in front of me."

Toby looked aloof, if not slightly confused.

"Uhhh, OK. Hey, you wanna go check out Rock's new music room? I'm gonna go see his fretless bass."

Sivra slid close to Toby, her paws tracing a line down his shirt to his pants as she whispered into his ear, her magical song worming into his brain.

"I have a better idea. How about we cut to the good part and I get a better look at YOUR instrument."

Sivra groped Toby's crotch, her breath quickening as the object of her jealous desire was finally hers. She closed her eyes and felt the dalmatian's balls in her paw, a light moan escaping her lips as she felt his paw on her hand. His touch....his wonderful, magnificent touch. So soft, so dominant, so....so forceful!

Sivra's eyes shot open as she felt her hand violently pushed away.

"Hey! What the hell, Sivra!" Toby barked.

Sivra was taken aback, confused and bewildered.

"Geez, Sivra," he said more calmly, his composure returning. "I like you as a friend, but I've never been interested in you like that. I always thought I made that clear."

Sivra's stunned muzzle clenched into a toothy scowl. The embarrassment and shame that washed over her quickly morphing into a red-hot rage.

"You...you ungrateful little shit! It's Marley, isn't it! SHE'S THE REASON YOU'RE TURNIG ME AWAY!"

"Wait, what?" Toby said in shock. "Marley? No. She's just a good friend, like you. I'm sorry, Sivra. I'm just not interested in you."

Sivra's eyes were bloodshot, the demon inside her cackling with delight as the last vestige of the zebra's humanity was shredded by the dalmatian's innocent words.

Sharp bouts of pain coursed through Toby's midsection as Sivra waved her paws wildly, the possessed zebra warping his body and mind as she exuded pure malice.

"Hnngggg," Toby groaned, falling to his knees as he clutched his ballooning belly.

"If you want her so much, I'll make sure you two are perfect for one another!" Sivra shrieked as she watched Toby's once lean body balloon and swell, his turgid, gas filled belly spilling onto the floor.

"If you two are meant to be, then allow me to help you become the apple of her eye!"

---

Rock and Stacy coughed and gagged as they helped pull Marley's now naked body free from the couch, the massive heifer's gargantuan ass making a sickening squelch as it pulled free from the massive stain of filth she had ground into it.

"Jesus, we're gonna have to burn those overalls after all the filth you ground into em, Marley." Rock said through choking breaths.

With a contented smile, Marley waddled her way into the kitchen, feeling starved after her meager 20k calorie meal from earlier. Hypnotized by the massive selection of food that Rock had laid out on the counter, Marley was ignorant to the fellow creature of filth that was making his way into the kitchen behind her.

Toby, now an obese, bloated shadow of his former self, lumbered and wheezed his way into the kitchen. The formerly svelte dalmatian was now a grotesque blob of flesh and fat, the sweaty rolls of blubber billowing off his body like meaty sails as he plodded behind Marley, who was now the object of his every desire. The remnants of his higher intellect and personality has been cleaved by Sivra's twisted magic, leaving him a blimpish mess that was desperate to bath in the stink and squalor that emanated off Marley's grotesquely suety frame. Toby's loins--now buried beneath a thick fatpad--burned as he fell to his knees behind Marley, buried his muzzle between Marley's massive asscheeks, and took a deep, quivering breath.

Marley gave a wide-eyed squeak as she felt the cold touch of Toby's snout against her rump. Shocked, she looked behind her, a large pawfull of cookies still in hand.

"T...Twoby?" She mumbled, her maw crammed to the brim with cookies.

Toby squeezed Marley's massive ass, his tongue fervently tasting every inch of her greasy, hairy buttcheeks as his turgid gut pressed against the back of her thunder thighs.

"You sweet, sumptuous creature," he cooed, his eyes fluttering with pleasure as his tongue was coated in her grime. "I have yearned for you for so long. I need you, my precious fart muffler. I crave to bask in your essence."

Marley was taken aback, startled by the sudden showing of affection from her now much sexier friend. Not to be too distracted from the task at hand, Marley crammed the remaining pawfull of cookies into her maw, her sloppy, saliva-drenched muzzle messily chewing the delicious mass of fat laden treats as large, un-chewed chunks rained down onto Toby.

Toby shuddered as he felt the drool and cookie crumbs spill onto him, his paws grabbing more fervently at his obsession. "Please, my beautiful fart factory. Let me soak in your musk!" Toby, with noted effort, pried apart Marley's colossal asscheeks, eagerly positioning himself in line with her stained rectum.

With a warm smile, and a thickly churning gut, Marley turned and braced herself against the counter. No one had ever been so sweet to her, and she was more than a little giddy to finally have someone who worshiped her for the filthy slob queen she was. With a groan like she was passing a bowling ball, Marley clenched her guts and let loose a billowing, oily fart right into Toby's eagerly panting muzzle.

*FFFRRRRRRrrrrrtttttttt*

Toby shuddered with rebarbative pleasure as the thick cloud burned his eyes and drenched his sensitive canine tongue.

"Yessssss, YESSSSSSSSS," he moaned, licking and probing her brown-stained pucker, eager for more.

Feeling her loins go warm as Toby tongued her mewling asshole, Marley let loose another blast of gas into her new lover's blissful face.

*Frrrrtttttttt*

Toby took deep, heaving breaths, his twisted, magic gnarled mind forcing him to love the putrid grime his body was being drenched in. Excited to share the wealth, Toby took a deep breath between Marley's asscheeks before painfully rising to his footpaws and standing at Marley's side. With eager, but gentle paws, he turned Marley's humungous, blimpish snout to his own, and with a loving smile, blew a thick, fart-soaked belch into her massive nostrils.

*BRRRRRUUUUAAAARRRPPPP*

Marley's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she took in the fetid mixture of her own ass and Toby's roiling guts. Pulling Marley's snout closer, Toby greedily slathered his tongue inside her nostrils, his tongue desperate to coat every inch of her olfactory canal with the stench of her own bowels. Marley shuddered as she felt Toby glazing the inside of her massive snoot with the thick slime of her own flatulence, the putrid smell nearly driving her to another orgasm.

"You filthy, disgusting fart factory," Toby said breathlessly. "I...I think I love you."

Marley took Toby's muzzle into her paws and looked longingly into his eyes as she spoke.

"I...I think....I think I lov......"

Before she could finish, a sweltering, saliva-drenched belch blew out of Marley's maw, coating the dalmatian in a melodious shower of mucus and cookie crumbs.

Toby immediately drove his muzzle into hers, the two twisted, morbidly obese filth bags locking into a belch fueled French kiss as their lusts overtook their desire for words.

Standing at the entrance to the kitchen, Sivra gave a sinister chuckle as she watched the squalid, corpulent beasts give into the disgusting desires she so proudly wove into their brains. "One repulsive, wretched traitor deserves another," she said to herself, her eyes glowing bright red.

The creature once known as Sivra was now nothing more than a fleshly vessel for the demon that lived inside. With a curled smile, the demon made its way back to the living room, eager to see what fates it could conjure for the rest of Sivra's friends before setting itself loose upon the rest of the world...

-End.