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Egg-sitting

"Um... I can't move!" you yell as you squirm your fat arms and legs. In fact, you can barely 'squirm' at all, your arms and legs are just so plump that moving in general was too much of a chore to handle. The dragon waddled over the nesting spot and begins laying the large eggs, you stuff your face into your soft belly to give her some privacy in laying them. You hear her moan and a few 'pop' sounds indicate the laying of each egg. Finding hearing her in pain from laying eggs particularly disturbing, you manage to move your flabby arms and push your werewolf-ears down to avoid hearing it happen. A few minutes pass and you feel something poke your jiggly belly and you pick your chubby face out of your stomach. "They're laid! Look at them!" the dragon seemed happy of her future offspring, "Now, I'm going to have you lay on them for a while so I can hunt for some food for you, I, and store some for the babies." You push your arms down but you're only pushing down onto your belly, a pathetic attempt to stand. "I can't really move..." you feel kind of sad about the fact that you're trapped inside of your own bulk. The dragon laughs a little out of the fact that you can't move, "Oh you fat werewolves, you're so weak!" She puts her hands on your belly and rolled you onto the eggs, you can't see them, but you can tell they're HUGE by the lumps under your fatness. "WHAT! Oh man! There's still two more eggs that aren't covered... hold on, I'm getting more food from the kitchen. But, let me just prop you up like this." She wraps her long dragon arms around most of your belly and lift you up with immense strength, she turns you over so that you're sitting up-right rather than laying on your stomach. Your giant butt cushioning the giant lumps of eggs. "Oh gosh you're heavy..." You cross your arms and push your elbows down on your fat belly to express how mad you are, "Yeah... because you had to fatten me up." "Like I said before, it's because you're such a glutton. Greedy to have food so no one else can have any, you're selfish you know. Now I'm going to feed you just a little more so your body covers the other two eggs." She walked into the kitchen and fetched you some more food for your consumption. "I originally wasn't going to use this food for you, but since you really need to fatten up extremely to cover the last two eggs, I need you to eat this..." she came back with a large barrel, "this is a barrel of mostly pig fat... and you're going to eat it. So... um... here..." She picked it up over your belly and began tipping it. "Ah! Ew! No!" You yell and basically bounce your body up and down in effort to escape. "I'm honestly sorry about this." She used the rim of the barrel to force your mouth open while the lard seeped into your mouth forcing you to chug it all down. It was slimy, gooey, and the taste was too pungent for anyone to enjoy. The next thing you know is your butt was big enough to cover the one egg behind you and your belly expanded over the other. "There we go, now you're nice and plump. Now just sit on the eggs and I'll be back soon."

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