As you walk towards the doors of the train, you hear a frightened-sounding voice outside. “There’s just no other option… I have to skip town… I can’t stay around here once everybody knows I ate their mayor…!” Before you have much time to ponder this, you end up walking directly into a huge, fluffy belly just as you exit the train! You bounce right off it, falling onto your butt on the train platform.
You’re dazed for a moment, looking up to see… what looks like a huge dog girl! Standing at around a foot or two taller than yourself, she was covered with enough softness to make Rover look thin! At the moment, she looked stressed out of her mind, bags under her eyes as if she’s had a very bad morning. And, notably, there’s visible bulges and movements coming from her big, round gut… what on Earth did she eat?
“Oooh! I’m so sorry! Ugh, I just mess EVERYTHING up, don’t I?” She sighs, feeling somebody go bouncing off her gut… before she leans over and sees you sitting there, dizzy. “W-wait. Are you a… a h-human…?”
You blink. “... uh, last time I checked, yeah, I’m a human.”
Despite the sweat dripping down her forehead, she gave her best sheepish, nervous-looking smile! “W-well! Do I have an exciting offer for you!” She says, taking your hand and lifting you gently off your feet. “Have you ever wanted to be the mayor of your very own town?”
“Umm… no, not really…” You reply, deadpan.
She wraps an arm around your shoulder, showing you the whole town from the platform, trying to feign enthusiasm! “O-of course you have, silly! Just imagine it! The power! The influence…!” She gestured her hand over the visage of the small town. “All of it can be your’s… mayor~!”
You were only growing increasingly confused by this, and a little blushy at getting pressed up against her furry, pudgy side! “Uh, listen, I’m not the mayor you’re looking for. I just came here to learn how to cook-”
Acting like she doesn’t even hear what you’re saying, she just shakes your hand, acting as if everything was normal even as her stomach groaned around whatever was moving around inside. “My name’s Isabelle! I’ll be your secretary and assistant while you focus on your important mayoral duties!” She smiles, warmly all of a sudden. “Now that you’re here, we simply must head to the town hall! Our villagers are waiting there to finally meet you!”
Still holding your hand, she started to lead you through town… and despite only holding you gently, you realized just how immensely strong the pudgy dog woman was! You blushed, unable to work up the courage to squeak out any words as you just obediently followed the big, cheerful-seeming canine towards a quaint little wooden town hall.
You were stunned as you were suddenly bombarded with excitement from all the animals waiting there! You'd only seen a couple in your life, and now, it seemed like a bunch were all over you, excited to meet their new mayor! Notably, while some were more slim, most of them were some variation of big and pudgy...!
"Everyone, I would like you to meet your brand new mayor!" Isabelle smiled, with you blushing as she wrapped an arm around your shoulder and showed you off to the adoring crowd of animals of all shapes and sizes. "Yes, yes, I'm sure you're all very excited! But our mayor here is going to be very busy, and they to get to work right away! They will meet you all individually in the coming days...!"
With that, Isabelle calmly shepherded you into the town hall, before you could say anything that might alert the other animals to the fact that you're not really the mayor. With a light smile, she sat down across from you at her big, wooden desk. "Alright, mayor! This little office is going to be your headquarters! But before we can make this official, we need to register you as a resident. First of all, I'm going to need a name..."
"Pepper," you reply, still dazed.
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