Special Promotion - Part 7 (Patreon)

Almost definitely the last part for this month, but the series will continue! I expect probably around 12 parts in total. I hope you guys are enjoying it, lemme know if so! Or if you'd like me to switch tracks <3 

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It was about halfway through the process of washing the immense fennec fox when Jenny heard a sound beside the sloshing of water and the wet wobble of blubber. A low, hungry growl rolled out from Katie’s stomach - that massive furred boulder of fat. The noise was loud enough that Jenny swore she would be able to hear it from across the room, maybe even back in the kitchens, but up close it was even more impressive. The faintest impression of a blush flickered across Katie’s face before her eyes darted to a pile of donut boxes placed on a nearby table.

“Those look handy,” Jenny commented as she pulled herself back from the intensive scrubbing she had been doing. She’d really gotten lost in it all. Making sure every inch of that wobbling, blubbery whale was cleaned and smelling good. It was tough work and the mouse herself had started to sweat, but she didn’t mind it at all.

Katie simply nodded, “A little mid-clean snack.” She replied, licking her lips.

“Someone’s going to have to feed them to you,” Jenny noted.

“Someone will.” Katie agreed.

With a smile, Jenny abandoned her sponge and wiped her hands on a nearby towel. Approaching the table with the donuts, she thought for the first time about the dynamics of how this mascot was fed. Sitting in the cushioned divot in the floor as she was, a client might be able to lean over her mass to push a donut directly into her mouth. Otherwise, Katie’s arms were still mostly mobile, they looked good for short bursts of movement at least. No doubt she could be passed donuts which she would then feed herself. As Jenny hefted the first donut though, she considered she was herself too big to lean over Katie, her own stomach would get in the way. Katie must have realised this some time ago, being used to gauging this kind of thing.

“I’m going to have to get a little close.” Jenny said, her voice light, teasing. She had spent the last half an hour buried up to her snout in the fennec’s stomach, there was little she could do that was closer than that. Something else came to mind, but she quickly quashed the thought with a blush.

“Oh?” Katie’s deep voice was amused. “Well you’d better hand me one before you do, I’m a growing girl you know.” Once again something stirred in Jenny, a spark that was steadily growing into a flame. Here was a girl who had grown beyond all reasonable size and... and she still wanted to get bigger. An involuntary shudder ran down Jenny’s spine, leaving her weak at the knees. The idea was intoxicating. A part of Jenny asked what was wrong with her, the rest ignored it. She had a job to do, she could untangle her thoughts later.

Passing an icing covered donut into one of Katie’s massively pudge covered hands, Jenny wandered around to the other side of the fennec with the box. She balanced it carefully on the side of Katie’s stomach before, with as much strength as she could muster, bodily jumping up onto the side of one of Katie’s love handles. It took more effort than she thought it would - some part of Jenny was expecting to sink into Katie like she was a waterbed and in part that’s what happened, but the fennec’s fat was somehow both softer and yet firmer than a waterbed. It didn’t leave Jenny stranded on a sloshing surface, the mouse had to push herself up to secure her position. Katie didn’t seem to mind, if the blush was any indication, she enjoyed this new and personal interaction.

For Jenny’s part, the mouse felt incredulously lucky that the box of donuts had held its position. Now was the fun part. Laying on Katie’s blubbery body, she would be able to feed the fennec herself. Every. Last. Donut. That spark inside of her flared and burned. She wanted to see Katie groaning with fullness, wanted to see her stomach pushed out across the floor, taut and full. Maybe she would.

For now, it started with one donut.