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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1770993
The place to be for fat furs and expanded creatures of all kinds.
This choice: "Yeah, bring it on!"  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

The Challenge

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You thought to yourself for a few moments if your belly could handle eating any more. A paw lazily rubbed your swollen gut.

"Well, what do you say, foxy?" asked Devon.

Deep inside, you felt churning. Looking directly into Devon's eye, you let out a long, low, rumbling blech, and felt significantly less bloated. "Yeah, bring it on!" you said to the 'roo.

He smirked back at you. "Alright. Look's like we got a cocky fox here, then..." The massive roo once again got up and made his way to the front counter. As you waited for him, you continued rubbing your belly, making sure to create some room for whatever he brings back.

Ten minutes later, the 'roo waddled back to your table and slammed down a tray with two dozen tacos in front on you. "I want to make things interesting." said Devon. "I don't think a skinny fox like you could eat all of those tacos."

You cocked an eyebrow. "Wanna bet?"

"That's exactly what I want to," Devon said as he grinned. "I bet that you can't eat all of those tacos."

"And what do you want if I lose?" you asked. "I won't lose. But I'd like to here what you would have wanted."

Devon chuckled a little. "Let me think...You know what I haven't had in a good, long while? A full-body massage. Lots of masseurs won't serve me here. The last guy I hired complained that half my rump took up the entire session time. So if, or rather when, you lose, we head back over to my place and see what foxy's magic paws can do."

You stuck out your tongue at Devon. "You make it sound like a bad thing to lose then."

"You say that now, but you'll be sorry when it's Hour 4 and you are hardly halfway done since there's a lot of me to rub down."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself," you replied. "I haven't started yet but I'm hungry for tacos!"

The 'roo leaned in. "And if you win, though you won't, what do you want?"

You thought for a moment before settle on your wager. "If I win, I want....I want..."
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