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Another day, another joyous shift for Cal at Jurassic Calzone, their most beloved place on the entire planet! Cal had the most honourable task of delivering delicious pizza to customers all around town as the pizza parlour's best pizza delivery dino! Their exceptional physical prowess and height would have allowed them to work on a construction site with ease or become a bodyguard of some sort, but yet they settled with something as simple as delivering pizza. Many people felt the need to be prejudiced towards Cal due to their appearance. As a stegosaurus they were quite large and strong! She never bothered to get her height measured properly, but Cal always had trouble with many things in life due to her sheer size and weight. Cars and other vehicles were far too small for Cal to fit into, and Cal had to be very careful to not break furniture or walls with their thick, meaty tail. Many things were simply too small for them and had to be custom-made to fit his bigger proportions. Due to their constant enjoyment of junk food - especially pizza - Cal had grown quite the gut.

They were by no means obese due to their body requiring a near constant onslaught of calories to keep them functioning (and thus keeping them below their daily caloric need), but with a diet such as theirs they eventually did wreck their waistline a fair bit. Combined with the issue of finding clothes back when they were thin they simply could not hide their constantly swaying midsection. Even without that extra gut, every shirt was a crop top and the only legwear that was remotely fitting were custom-made shorts, which strained themselves around the dinosaurs’ massive thighs, threatening to snap off if they bent over just a little too harshly. “Unfortunately” for them this had happened a few times already, forcing Cal into getting a size-up. Most customers did not seem to mind this, however.

Cal seemed quite oblivious at times, never noticing how much people were ogling them and their appearance. His pure passion for pizza delivery drowned out any remotely horny ideas. Cal would still recall the one time when someone ordered a meatlovers pizza with extra sausage and how they requested the cutest delivery boy. It was one of the tastiest pizzas ever, despite its odd choice of toppings. When Cal was about to deliver it, the customer admitted to not having money and if there was any other way to pay, instead. They had this weird tendency to wink, too… Repeatedly… Very insistent, too… Almost as if they wanted to say something?

Dedicated to their job Cal simply could not allow for a pizza to be given away for free (at least not outside of a promotion event), leaving the customer without a pizza and taking it back to the pizza parlour… Cal never really understood what that one had been about. At least they got free pizza from it!

The one thing that drew the most gazes upon Cal was something else entirely. They never really paid much mind to it, because it was normal to them, but many customers were surprised to learn that Cal's body consisted of pizza dough! There was always a slight doughy smell attached to Cal that felt pleasant to one's nose. Cal was extremely soft and squishy due to both their additional weight and their gut basically being warm dough, their belly being incredibly kneadable. His claws and tail spikes were large red bell peppers, defying logic by always being fresh and crunchy like they had just been unearthed from the soil. Another curious difference was that his back scutes had been replaced with pizza slices. If needed Cal could easily brandish them as weapons, their edges sharp enough to pierce metals. If removed from the back for a reason other than self-defence, they seemed to act like perfectly normal pizza slices, fresh from the oven. Given enough time the scutes would regrow, making Cal a mobile (as mobile as a tall, fat dinosaur could be, anyways) pizza oven. Usually the slices were pepperoni pizza, but if Cal ingested enough ingredients they could temporarily change the slices produced. It was a great marketing tactic that had increased the company’s profits many times!

Cal used to be a normal stegosaurus a few years ago. Coming from a secluded village they had missed out on many things. Moving to a big city was immensely overwhelming at first. So many things to discover and learn about! Around this time Cal discovered his immense love for fast food and most importantly pizza! The very first time they tried it they ordered enough pizza to end up overstuffed. That day an obsession had formed. Their lifes’ trajectory had been changed massively as all they could think about was pizza. Eating pizza for every meal - breakfast, lunch, dinner and any snacks in between! Cal even accepted a job at a pizza parlour, believing that it was her mission to spread the joy of pizza to every living being ever! The pizza obsession went so far that Cal dabbled in questionable practices, even. A new form of magic had begun to spread throughout the city approximately two years after Cal’s arrival. According to rumours many eccentrics used this to radically change their DNA and even their soul to appear unique and brash, while rich people boasted with pets made out of expensive or weird materials. In Cal’s case his love for pizza was so intense, so overwhelming, that he simply HAD TO become one with it. Lucky for them the procedure went without trouble, safe for their calorie need ramping up manifold. What previously had been enough for the entire day now left Cal ravenous and longing for more. Being this big and made out of food simply drained too much energy. Cal was incredibly thankful for all the tips and food donations that they received by many customers. Some of them were a bit enthusiastic, but that probably was just a passion for sharing food. Quite a lot of passion. Honestly, why did so many customers love hugging Cal? Maybe they had to ask their boss about a mascot marketing campaign?

Oh geez, they had gotten sidetracked! There was a huge order that needed delivering! “Oh sorry boss, you needed me to do a delivery?” Cal looked down at their boss, a burly wolf. He was quite tall himself, but was still a fair bit shorter compared to Cal. Despite his gruff appearance he had a very kind heart, viewing Cal as a dear friend. While it was unofficial, Cal had assumed the position of co-owner at the pizza parlour, bringing unique ideas and improvements to the table. Initially Cal’s boss was reluctant to accept input from their new employee, but eventually yielded when the stegosaurus kept insisting. Their love for pizza just was so strong that she forgot her manners. “Daydreaming about pizza again, eh? Can’t exactly blame ya. But yeah, I got a job for ya. A big delivery. Ten pizzas, and the customer asked for the tastiest delivery person. Quickly corrected it to cutest though. Can’t send the others there, so just be careful, alright?” The wolf handed Cal the boxes, the delightful smell of fresh pizza hitting Cal’s nostrils. Just by smell alone she could tell which pizzas were hidden away in the boxes. He was jealous that the customer would get to enjoy such a heavenly arrangement of pizzas! Just the smell alone made Cal’s maw water with liquid cheese, yet another of the dinosaur’s differences. Ever since her body transformation her insides had been turned into cheese. It was not detrimental to their health, but it led to interesting conversations at times, both at the doctor and with customers.

The stegosaurus fastened the bag containing the pizzas on their back before waving their boss goodbye. They checked their roller skates one last time before moving out. They were special custom made roller skates that could switch between normal shoes and rollerskates whenever needed - it made them quite heavy, but Cal had the strength to wear them without trouble.

Cal picked up speed quickly as they rolled down the street. The last time they used the sidewalk they unfortunately had caused some serious damage. Who would have guessed that a stegosaurus that weighed hundreds of pounds would cause such trouble while speeding down the sidewalk? Cal did not like talking about that incident… it simply was too embarrassing! It was a learning experience nonetheless. Not wanting to repeat that again they had opted for using the streets instead which turned out to be an amazing idea. If Cal tried, they could actually keep up with cars in terms of speed!

With long, powerful strides they glided down the road, using their tail for additional mobility. Showcasing impressive elegance Cal zigzagged between the traffic to arrive at her goal quicker. It was not exactly the safest way to move around, but car drivers seemed to respect her. Most likely because if any car hit her it would probably end up totalled and because her tail had enough muscle to actually crush cars.

Cal arrived at the location within fifteen minutes. Perfect! Speedy delivery was an important component of Jurassic Calzone’s success after all! The Stegosaurus’ path had been rather scenic this time around - as scenic as a city could be, anyways. The address that was given to Cal did lead them to a rather secluded location. This seemed to be the outskirts of the town. Cal had been here once or twice, due to the location making them very uncomfortable. She had truly enjoyed her life in this city so far, but even she could tell that some things had been… off. There was no way she could possibly determine what exactly it was, but the walls in the distance were a good first sign. They were high enough to touch the clouds, if not the very stars itself. Due to the height of the walls, most of the outskirts were covered in shade for a significant portion of every day. People felt a lot more miserable out here. Sad. Hopeless. Maybe Cal should come here more often and spread joy? Maybe with free pizza?

This did not matter however! Cal had a mission! There was a delivery that needed to be finished! The address had led the pizza dino to a house. It was unremarkable, but it seemed cozy. The owner had not put much effort into the lawn, the grass being riddled with a variety of plants that many would have considered weed. Maybe they just did not like mowing the lawn…? Nevermind that, no time to judge a customer! That was rude anyways!

Cal walked up to the porch, ringing the doorbell and citing the usual catchphrase for a delivery with glee. “Jurassic Calzone Pizza! With us you won’t go extinct from hunger!” The stegosaurus did not need to put on a fake customer service voice, their voice a display of genuine happiness. Cal just loved her job so much! So much in fact, that she did not mind waiting for an additional ten minutes. Someone on the other side of the door was approaching with slow, heavy thuds, the floor creaking as if it was under great pressure. Each step was accompanied by a long, drawn out laboured breath, the person grunting and huffing with great effort. While Cal did not like to assume, the stranger seemed to belch quite a lot, albeit it seemed to be very muffled.

After what felt like an eternity the door finally opened. A naga revealed itself to Cal. He generally seemed to be much shorter than any Nagas Cal had encountered, although that seemed that way because he was extremely, ridiculously obese. He was wider than the doorframe and it was questionable if he was even able to squeeze through the doorframe anymore. They only wore a huge hoodie that seemed to be “gamer-themed”, or so Cal thought at least. The Naga seemed to never wash it, the piece of clothing being stained with grease and other food stains. Despite the generous size of said hoodie it strained around the Naga’s bulbous shape, their overhang peeking out a few inches beneath their top. Even through the hoodie one could easily see the massive moobs they possessed, easily rivalling the cleavage of the average woman. Their coils resembled an overbloated sausage, all swollen and irregular from the countless layers of fat they had to carry around. Stretch marks riddled their entire length all the way up to their tail tip (which was fat-laden as well), signifying their constant unhindered weight gain.

That short trip to the door apparently had tired them out already, evident by their desperate attempt to regain their breath as they leaned against their doorframe. Cal could see the plush flesh being squeezed by the doorframe a considerable amount. With great patience they waited for the Naga to catch their breath, even though it took an additional five minutes until they were finally able to wheeze out somewhat intelligible words. “Hrrhfff… Hfff… Pizza… Gimme,” were the only words that came from the fatass in between more huffs and belches. Wow. Charming.

This did not deter Cal, who simply reached back to hand over the huge order to the customer. He placed it on a small table next to the door, staring at Cal, drooling… “That makes 90 bucks please! You can pay in cash or card!” While Cal was used to weird or unusual behaviour, this was a new one. The Naga simply kept staring at the pizza dino, slowly reaching forward while licking his lips. Darting forward like the peak predator that he was meant to be - it was more akin to a sad flop - he snapped his jaw around Cal’s left hand. With large, greedy gulps he began swallowing Cal’s arm, slobbering all over her arm. The stegosaurus’ arm was much too large to fit down the naga’s throat, yet it did not stop him from trying. Faint *glks* echoed from his throat as Cal’s arm slowly inched deeper down the throat, inch by inch. Warm, wet flesh hugged the pizza dino’s arm, softly squeezing it as the naga swallowed greedily. Only once Cal’s limb was elbow deep in those fleshy confines did the naga begin slowing down, grinding to a halt mere moments later. Cal waited some more before sighing. “Are you done yet?” she asked, the naga simply whining in response.

The silence was embarrassing as Cal crouched down to meet eye to eye with the naga, sporting the friendliest smile she ever mustered. Her eyes however were cold and cruel. “Dear customer, you were given one chance. I had hoped you would not be so foolish as to show your gluttony in front of someone greatly outmatching you.” As Cal talked, she slowly began lifting up the naga, squeezing herself through the door. Despite weighing at least three times the average naga of his size, if not more, Cal had no trouble lifting him up. Their arm was still lodged deeply in the snake's throat as they bent their arm to move the naga closer until their faces were a mere fingerbreadth away from each other. Once inside the house Cal closed the door. Without hesitation he grabbed the naga’s throat and held him in place as he pulled his arm out again. Helpless during all of this the naga couldn’t help but gag and retch as the arm pulled itself out as if his throat was nothing more than a sleeve. Disgusted by the spit they wiped it off on the Naga’s hoodie.

Cal sighed before straight up slamming the naga into the floor, boards cracking in the process and wall-mounted furniture falling to the floor. The naga wheezed as all the air was knocked out of his lungs, leaving him to fight for breath. Using his defenceless state to their advantage, Cal kneeled on top of the Naga, pinning him to the floor. “With how good our pizza is I can very much understand that our customers would want more! But fret not, our excellent customer service will ensure that you will be fully satisfied!” The stegosaurus reached for the pizza boxes on the side and placed them on the floor next to them. With swift and precise movements Cal opened the box on the top, rolling the pizza up and stuffing the entire thing into the naga’s maw, coating it and her hands in pizza sauce and cheese. Messy, but effective.

Not patient enough to wait any longer, Cal opened the next boxes, force feeding the naga. He happily accepted the food, displaying unending gluttony even in the face of this unfavourable situation. Within five minutes all ten pizzas had been stuffed into the naga, who let out a satisfied belch. “Ahhh, that hit the spots, thanks a bu-” The naga was interrupted by a few slices of pizza that were shoved into his maw. An overwhelmingly delicious flavour assaults his taste buds as he chewed the warm slices. Everything was in perfect harmony, none of the ingredients overpowered the others, instead joining together in the perfect pepperoni pizza slice. The naga did not have enough time to enjoy this however thanks to Cal continuously cramming more and more slices into the Naga’s maw. He was at threat of choking if he didn’t hurry up! “Mhrhff…” Cal kept shoving more and more slices in that maw every time the naga gasped for air, forcing him to keep eating ridiculous amounts of calories. He was unable to see it, but Cal kept taking the scutes from her own back to force them into the “lucky customer”. If he wanted to eat her so badly, he surely could handle her constantly regrowing spikes, despite them being nearly infinite and regrowing instantly. Even as he started feeling full and started slowing down he would not receive any mercy. Even when his gut started creaking and groaning from the constant assault of food. Even when he stopped eating and the pizza kept piling up in his maw.

No matter how hard Cal pushed at this point, the pizza would no longer slide down the snake's throat. With each generous shove the poor victims gut creaked and groaned louder than before. There truly seemed to be no more room in that packed gut of his. Despite that, Cal still shoved even harder, putting it on themselves to shove those last slices right into the snake's stomach. He gagged pathetically as Cal shoved her arm deep down the snake's throat, physically forcing that last bit of food past the esophagus and bulging out his throat. What he was unable to do before out of his own volition was now forced upon him. Cal simply forced her own arm deeper, dislodging the naga’s jaw as he ensured that it would all land in that poor overstrained stomach. He must have eaten what felt like at least a dozen pizzas, constantly supplied through a generous helping of slices. At least it felt that way due to his throbbing belly, hurting with each breath he took. Having a huge hand compressing the food they had already ingested did not help however. He feared that his stomach could rupture at any moment as Cal forced the overworked organ to stretch even further. The naga could f e e l his stomach stretching beyond what he considered to be its’ limit, but his muffled gurgles and whines fell upon deaf ears. His creaking scales were not much of a deterrent either, seemingly only encouraging the pizza dino to keep going.

Once Cal was sure that everything would stay down she pulled her arm out carefully. The naga drew shallow breaths, letting out multiple belches in a feeble attempt to feel any less ready to burst. Whenever he released any built up gas from his stomach some of the pizza slices expanded again, immediately taking up that precious free space. He was simply full. Overstuffed. Sick. He felt ready to hurl at any moment, but his stomach was most likely too cramped and overtaxed to even enable such a scenario. With each breath he took his scales creaked, ready to pop off at any given moment. Cal smirked, lowering her weight down on the naga to make him whine and squirm in between burps and belches. The belly’s creaking only became louder and slightly concerning. No matter how much he tried, he could not get a single word out. “No more fighting spirit left? Perfect!” Cal got off the naga, now kneeling next to him. To test the waters she pressed a hand on the bloated gut, the hoodie having ridden up his gut. It felt hot to the touch and had no give to Cal’s inquisitive touch. The belly was rock hard, with no give left. Yep, that was enough food!

With a satisfied expression on her face she shifted around again, placing her hands under the naga’s armpits. Tensing her muscles in the process she began lifting up the boulder of a snake… higher and higher until he was barely touching the floor. “We at Jurassic Calzone greatly value our customers, but we also value our dear employees! Please understand that the following will be part of the experience!” Cal suddenly unhinged her jaw, now lifting the naga’s head closer to her face. The snake was able to see the cheesy insides. Cal’s tongue, tonsils, uvula - everything - was made out of cheese. The smell of food was sickening to the soon-to-be prey, but that was their smallest issue. Cal shoved him into their maw as if he was nothing more than a simple burger. Almost did she spit him out immediately, the taste of sweaty, unwashed gamer was too overwhelming. Despite the unpleasant flavour Cal decided to persevere and shove the prey deeper into his maw. Avoiding the taste as much as possible she began gulping and swallowing the snake down just for the sake of being done with it. His strong throat muscles quickly pulled the naga deeper, his throat muscles bulging out considerably. Cal rubbed his throat bulge, feeling his prey squirm in a very weak protest. Thankfully he was an extra stretchy dinosaur, able to contend even with prey that was many times bigger than himself, so an extra wide naga was a mere snack. *Glp*s and *Glrk*s echoed through the room as Cal made quick work of the stuffed customer, soon slurping his tail like an extra thick noodle. She had to readjust her stance a little bit as the last bit of the prey slid into her stomach, lying there like a heavy stone.

This part of eating somebody was her favourite! For once that ceaseless hunger of his stopped nagging him. Larger or fatter prey simply hit differently in a way that a hundred pizzas could never hope to satisfy.

“Boss says I am not allowed to digest customers on shift. Got a lot of other deliveries to do still, too. You will have to hang tight in there for a while until I decide what to do with you.” Cal patted their distended midsection, which gurgled lightly in response. The snake whined in submission, squirming around slightly. No matter how much he struggled, their predator's gut showed no signs of someone being hidden away in there. The pizza dino’s insides had always been very good at absorbing any kind of force, probably a side effect of the magic. It helped hide prey, which was greatly appreciated. No questions asked~

A rather stupid idea crossed the naga’s mind for just a moment. The pizza delivery dino’s stomach was made of cheese, so maybe they could eat their way out! While in theory this was a good idea, the mere idea of eating even a single bite sickened the snake beyond reason - hell, even just smelling all this was too much. His own bloated midsection was still growling angrily over the constant stuffing it had to endure, the many pizza slices being churned away into additional soft layers of fat on their already plush body.

Even attempting to draw attention to himself by making enough noise seemed to end in failure, the thick cheese insides of the stomach simply absorbing any and all noise with ease. The snake was truly hidden away with no chance of ever being discovered.

Maybe he really had to beg for forgiveness. There had been numerous rumours about a terrifying monster that devoured foolish predators. A beast that would go solely for those that ate and digested unwilling prey. Word on the street was that this creature was the wrath of pizza delivery. Known for reforming predators to become nicer and more respectful of life. Unlucky for the naga, he seemed to have learned the truth of these rumours today. His constant gorging and greed on top of his disregard for lives had brought him here and he had nobody to blame but himself. Hopefully Cal would be merciful once judgement time would come. Until then he could only wait and digest his meal.