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You open your mouth, but you haven't a clue what you're going to stay. As you stammer and stutter, Fred butts in; "Of course he's going to, aren't you 'Hoss'?" He stands up, with difficulty. You have to admit, he looks more impressive with his new girth; more relaxed and happy too. He waddles up to you, and makes a show of inspecting your vast gut, meaty chest, soft thighs and bulging rump. "From the way you've gained, you must REALLY like being 'on the chubby side', huh?" He grins comfortably at you. "But, but.." you manage to get out, "I don't want to be fat. I took too many of those pills. I came here looking for some kind of cure. But I, I just couldn't stop eating." Your voice trails away and you just stand there with Bubba holding you up, feeling fatter and more wretched than you ever did before.
"Do you really like being fat?" you blurt out, if anything to break the horrible silence that has come down. "You don't?" Fred replies with genuine astonishment in his eyes. Even Bubba is looking a little concerned now. "I, I never even thought about it." you stammer. Your voice tails off, and you look the picture of misery. You don't even know what you want, now.
Suddenly, you feel a gentle pinch on your sides. You look down in suprise; Bubba's paws are softly kneading the rolls of fat that have accumulated around your belly- squeeze, relax, squeeze, relax. Oddly, you find the feeling pleasant, enjoyable even. You crane your neck to see Bubba; he smiles into your eyes, then leans forward, pressing his gut into your soft back and rear. "Just showing you how 'comfortable' we big guys can feel" he murmers. He squeezes you harder. Despite yourself, you giggle. Well, it tickled.
You then realise what you're doing, and you blush instead. Fred hasn't moved, but the suprise has given away to sympathy. "Why don't you give fat a try?" To emphasise his point, he waddles over and tenderly nuzzles your soft, sensitive underbelly, letting your blubber cradle his head. New, pleasant sensations ripple through you. You are actively enjoying this! Just accept it? Give up losing weight? Why? Why not? "If you're going to make all this fuss, I might as well see what's so great" you mumble, but a smile slowly spreads on your face, and you feel better than you have in a long time.
Written by Lupine