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"Here." says Fred, pressing a note into the vendor's grubby hand, "5 jumbo dogs with everything. And make it quick!" The snarl in his voice makes the seller jump. However, a 7-and-a-bit foot tall musclebound wolf is more than enough incentive to speed, and you soon have the succulent hotdogs in your hands.
"Enjoy," growls Fred, "At least they're better than scoffing the whole cartload." You blush, ashamed at your weak will, halfway through the first dog already. He sighs, and says gently, "I think this was a mistake. C'mon, lets get you back inside, away from the junk food."
He steers you back towards your home, but the hotdogs last a shamefully short time, and your stomach is growling again. What's gotten into you? You pass an alley full of cafe's, stalls and restaurants. Your mouth waters; you twist and wriggle your fat body in Fred's strong arms. You plead with him. "Couldn't I have just one more snack? Please?" You're almost ready to charge into the nearest food supply, dragging Fred behind you.
Written by Lupine