#1 of Quick Fetish Blurbs (series)
"Take one per meal," the bottle said. Even after taking a second, you barely felt any hungrier in order to get through your lunch. Carelessly, you popped open the bottle and downed the rest of them. Now, through bulging cheeks and labored breathing, you can't stop shoving food into your painfully full gut, messily stuffing yourself with fistfuls of whatever you can grab in an attempt to satisfy your undying hunger.
Look upon yourself, dear agent of gluttony, for you have found comfort among a new form which encapsulates your desires most naturally. From every pound of warm adipose which now adorns you like a blanket of the most soft cotton the earth below may...
"Grab a pair of pears?" A wolf of varying blue colors asked aloud. "A dollar for two? What kind of sale is this?" Sven was a pretty open person who embodied the idea of "shoot first, ask questions later" to a T, whether it be his optimism that clashed...
DING DONG! The front doorbell rang out through the house, catching a white and purple fox's attention quite easily as he perked his head up at the sound. "Coming!" He shouted, loud enough to be heard from the couch he was now moving away from to walk...