(Author's note courtesy of Writing.com's own Potato King here's a visual of what Sweetie looks like.)
https://i.imgur.com/Jc1HKz2.jpg
"Haahahahaha-snort!!!!" A high pitched wicked laugh rung out through the grand hall of Barkingburg Castle. The laughter came from the golden, shining royal throne, upon which was perched a triumphant Sweetie, who wore the coveted and elaborately decorated Barkingburg Royal Crown!
"HAhahahaha-snort!!!" She laughed once again, elated in her victory. "I've done it, I've finally done it for real, Busby!" She declared to her robotic squeaky frog toy, who had been her most faithful underling...mostly due to him being programmed that way. "I'm finally the Queen, just like I've always deserved to be!" She went on, "And the best part of all is now NO ONE can stop me! Now that the old Princess and Duke and everyone else who used to hold me back are banished! Not to mention that annoying Paw Patrol," she said, sneering at just the thought of them, but grinning yet again when she remembered "They can't take anything back from me either, Now that they're forbidden by my law to even enter the country!!!"
Sweetie jumped up and down in glee, laughing loudly, before settling back down with a smug smile. "Now, for the first order of royal business..." She said, biting Busby's head. Immediately, the frog toy's eyes lit up, and it sent out a signal like a remote control. Several large, more metallic, definitely more evil looking versions of Busby came out into the grand hall, along with a few nervous members of the castle's staff who Sweetie had decided weren't enough of a threat to get rid of. They all looked up to their new tyrannical dog-Queen, awaiting her command.
"Alright you lot! Robo-servants, real-servants, each of you!" Sweetie shouted, "From now on, no more dog food- not ever! No kibble, no canned, no rawhide, no nothing! Do you get it?" All the humans nodded, mumbling in agreement, while the robots stood still- they didn't have to agree out loud, she already knew they'd obey her. Sweetie's eyes lit up, a grin spread across her face as she declared triumphantly, "Good! Now, I want hamburgers!!! Loads of 'em! And keep them coming, even after lunchtime is over!"
Sweetie didn't have to wait long, as all the servants ran off to fulfill her request. Soon, they would return, carrying plates and platters and dishes of all sorts laden with her favorite food. One servant held a silver platter piled high with hamburgers. She licked her lips, eyes wide, drooling at the smell of the greasy meat patties for a moment, before opening wide and digging in. Sweetie buried her face in the pile of burgers, scarfing them down with big greedy bites, being as messy as she wanted. By the time she was hungrily lapping off all the sauce and grease left on the platter, her muzzle had ketchup, melted cheese, crumbs, and grease splattered across it. She smugly looked up, letting loose a loud, rude burp right in the servant's face, causing them to cover their nose and run away. Sweetie's stomach had gotten filled up a lot by those burgers. As she sat on her haunches with her forelegs down on the throne, it bulged out, touching the seat of the throne as well as the backs of her forelegs. Next, a robo-servant came up, offering her two platters with neat piles of Hamburgers. She devoured them just as furiously and greedily as the first, using her paws to sweep in armfuls of burgers at a time to her greedy maw, if something didn't fit into her mouth she'd just keep pushing it in, not caring if it got squished or crushed, just continuing to chew and swallow whatever was currently in there until she made enough room to cram the next one in, Though she was gorging so fast she barely chewed at all before gulping it down. Halfway through her binge, there was a tearing sound. Shhhrrrrip- as her burgeoning stomach tore through the front of her black suit with glowing pink lines. She didn't care, though, just eating and eating until both huge platters were empty. Her belly was so big, white fur spilling out from the tear in her suit like a little avalanche, that she couldn't put her front paws on the ground when she sat, as it pushed out past her forelegs enough to lift them a little bit, forcing her to rest her paws on its surface, as she had to spread her hind legs further apart to make room for it. Her butt had gotten bigger too, humble haunches blowing up into twin bulbous, fatty globes, her rotund rear straining against her tight suit, which conformed to and highlighted its new shapely and sizable nature. Sweetie's face was somehow even messier than before, covered in scraps and stains of leftover hamburger, some of which had actually gotten on her chest, arms, and especially her paws because of the way she ate them by simply shoving her front into a big pile. Sweetie threw back her head, unleashing a loud, rude, triumphant burp which made a few droplets of spittle and grease fly up like a sprinkler.
"More! More! More!!!" Sweetie yelled, maniacally, as five whole platters of hamburgers were held up to her by a robo-servant and three trembling humans. She grinned, laughing yet again before digging in. "HAHAHAHAHA-snort!!!!"
(Here's another link to what Sweetie looks like)
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