Small World (Er, Galaxy), Huh? - Part 2
I decided to touch up and fully finish a bit of an older Starfox sketch I had, and I’m pretty happy with the result! Hope you all enjoy!
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7-1
Part 7-2
Part 7-3
Part 8
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“Ahh... This is the life.” The plush, round wolf said as he lounged on the precariously creaking stool. Splayed on the table before him were at least seven bags of fast food and four - well, now three - milkshakes. Now, when taking his appetite into account, this would have been a rather small meal for the wolf, but his companion ensured that the food would be even less filling. Wolf patted the half of his stomach which rested on top of the table, reveling in the feeling of being too big for the table.
However, his companion was clearly less than comfortable with the table digging into his plentiful pudge. Wolf smirked, raising an eyebrow as he said, “Why the long face, Star-Flab?”
Clearly, the insulting nickname did not help the situation. Fox shot a glare at Wolf as he took a break from shoveling fries into his maw. “Well, maybe I’m feeling less than happy at the moment! I wonder why that could be, oh, I know! It’s because, unlike you, I’ve actually taken the time to notice that this damned resort is turning us into absolute lard-balls!” Fox said as he tensed up, his belly wobbling slightly from the exertion.
Wolf chuckled, his voice dripping with honey as he smiled and said, “Oh, trust me, I’ve noticed. I just don’t care, Tubbs.”
Fox snarled, his voice laced with venom as he said, “Would you knock that off? This is serious! What, are you just fine with the two of us being turned into Landwhales by this robotic nightmare!?”
Wolf laughed as he bit into a soft, chewy triple-chocolate chip cookie, “Well, I don’t think either of us can really deny that someone’s gut’s a bit larger than the other’s...” He said as he pointed a finger at his long-time enemy’s overflowing paunch, a devilish grin plastered on his furry face.
Fox’s sheer anger at that statement seemed to rob him of his ability to speak, aside from a few harsh stutters. Seeing a glimmer of murderous intentions in Fox’s eyes, Wolf sealed the deal with an extra bit of honesty - “Relax, Fox. I wasn’t insulting you - well, just insulting you. In all honesty, those extra pounds make ya look a hell of a lot cuter.”
To say that this shocked the pillowy fox would be a tremendous understatement. Wolf took great pleasure in Fox’s reaction - turns out that the fox still hadn’t realized that this that sort of dare. He diverted his attention to his second massive, greasy burger, deciding to let that fact sink in before laying into the fat fox again. However, the Wolf was careful to restrain his appetite - he wanted to make sure that his pudgy rival packed on as many pounds as possible.
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Fox couldn’t think of anything to do except return to his meal - did his arch-nemesis really just call him... cute? Ugh, that’s just so... wrong! How could Wolf seriously be coming on to him? It was just so... gross! Still, for some reason, he just couldn’t bring himself to leave. It must’ve been the food. That’s the only reason it could be, right?
He tried his best to ignore his rival for the rest of the meal as he slurped down the contents of the smoothie. He was so absorbed in ignoring Wolf that he didn’t realize just how much food he was stuffing into his maw. Just when he was about to finish the feast, which he had consumed about three quarters of,
Wolf quietly got up from his strained stool, doing his best to avoid the attention of his former adversary. He was able to fetch more food without any real issue - the robot was responsive with his order, and the few other weighty patrons seemed oblivious to him. He sat back down just in time - Fox was just about to eat the last cookie, which could’ve very easily awoken him from his awkward gluttonous trance. Wolf smirked as he watched the Fox continue stuffing himself, occasionally grazing on the calorie-packed food as well. I wonder how much fatter - and cuter - this will make the almighty Star-Flab...
Fox McCloud, Wolf O'Donnel © Nintendo
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7-1
Part 7-2
Part 7-3
Part 8
—-
“Ahh... This is the life.” The plush, round wolf said as he lounged on the precariously creaking stool. Splayed on the table before him were at least seven bags of fast food and four - well, now three - milkshakes. Now, when taking his appetite into account, this would have been a rather small meal for the wolf, but his companion ensured that the food would be even less filling. Wolf patted the half of his stomach which rested on top of the table, reveling in the feeling of being too big for the table.
However, his companion was clearly less than comfortable with the table digging into his plentiful pudge. Wolf smirked, raising an eyebrow as he said, “Why the long face, Star-Flab?”
Clearly, the insulting nickname did not help the situation. Fox shot a glare at Wolf as he took a break from shoveling fries into his maw. “Well, maybe I’m feeling less than happy at the moment! I wonder why that could be, oh, I know! It’s because, unlike you, I’ve actually taken the time to notice that this damned resort is turning us into absolute lard-balls!” Fox said as he tensed up, his belly wobbling slightly from the exertion.
Wolf chuckled, his voice dripping with honey as he smiled and said, “Oh, trust me, I’ve noticed. I just don’t care, Tubbs.”
Fox snarled, his voice laced with venom as he said, “Would you knock that off? This is serious! What, are you just fine with the two of us being turned into Landwhales by this robotic nightmare!?”
Wolf laughed as he bit into a soft, chewy triple-chocolate chip cookie, “Well, I don’t think either of us can really deny that someone’s gut’s a bit larger than the other’s...” He said as he pointed a finger at his long-time enemy’s overflowing paunch, a devilish grin plastered on his furry face.
Fox’s sheer anger at that statement seemed to rob him of his ability to speak, aside from a few harsh stutters. Seeing a glimmer of murderous intentions in Fox’s eyes, Wolf sealed the deal with an extra bit of honesty - “Relax, Fox. I wasn’t insulting you - well, just insulting you. In all honesty, those extra pounds make ya look a hell of a lot cuter.”
To say that this shocked the pillowy fox would be a tremendous understatement. Wolf took great pleasure in Fox’s reaction - turns out that the fox still hadn’t realized that this that sort of dare. He diverted his attention to his second massive, greasy burger, deciding to let that fact sink in before laying into the fat fox again. However, the Wolf was careful to restrain his appetite - he wanted to make sure that his pudgy rival packed on as many pounds as possible.
—-
Fox couldn’t think of anything to do except return to his meal - did his arch-nemesis really just call him... cute? Ugh, that’s just so... wrong! How could Wolf seriously be coming on to him? It was just so... gross! Still, for some reason, he just couldn’t bring himself to leave. It must’ve been the food. That’s the only reason it could be, right?
He tried his best to ignore his rival for the rest of the meal as he slurped down the contents of the smoothie. He was so absorbed in ignoring Wolf that he didn’t realize just how much food he was stuffing into his maw. Just when he was about to finish the feast, which he had consumed about three quarters of,
Wolf quietly got up from his strained stool, doing his best to avoid the attention of his former adversary. He was able to fetch more food without any real issue - the robot was responsive with his order, and the few other weighty patrons seemed oblivious to him. He sat back down just in time - Fox was just about to eat the last cookie, which could’ve very easily awoken him from his awkward gluttonous trance. Wolf smirked as he watched the Fox continue stuffing himself, occasionally grazing on the calorie-packed food as well. I wonder how much fatter - and cuter - this will make the almighty Star-Flab...
Fox McCloud, Wolf O'Donnel © Nintendo
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 1115px
Yeah, haha, but the food here is a little more fattening!
All you had to do was ask, especially since I was already tempted to continue this! I'm so glad you like it! ^^
(I should have the next part up in the next couple of days, thanks for the interest!)
(I should have the next part up in the next couple of days, thanks for the interest!)
No problem, I'm a huge sucker for fatty fox x wolf content :3
Same here, haha, the two of them are simply awesome as fatties, especially if there's a little bit of romance in the equation! ^^
It's always good to see these two getting fat together! Wolf's as much a glutton as he's ever been, hah. I can't wait to see how much bigger they get!
Oh, glad you like it! Yeah, there's really nothing like watching these two indulge in their gluttonous sides, haha!
Well, we'll just have to wait and see! Regardless of what Wolf's plan may be, Fox is bound to put on some weight - a lot of weight!
And the twist to this story is that they’ve been on the buy in large resort ships this entire time
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