Thick and Thick Intro

Personal, Story, Friends
A sole, ominous figure stood at the entrance to the room. He didn’t move, he didn’t look up from the floor, he simply stood stock still in the entryway. There was no breathing motion from him, and his eyes were obscured by a hood which rested on his head. Two round ears broke this hood’s perfect covering, peering out of two slits cut specifically for them. They were each black and furred, resting atop the wide head below them and looked to be the only part of the beast moving. They lightly twitched with every noise around the figure as he stood stock still, taking it all in as their owner just took in the tile below him with his cold gaze. The attire on the figure past the hood…
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Industrial Accident

Story, Friends, Personal
Juno groaned aloud as he sat down on the bench in the locker room at his job after he finished changing. It had been yet another rough day at the plant, and he was just exhausted. The drabull was woefully out of shape as it was, and when that was combined with his boss being out to get him... Well, the hybrid wasn’t having the best of times. He still did love his size though, and even as tired and sweaty as he was, he placed both his meaty paws on the sides of his sizable brown-furred paunch and began to rub it. The thing protruded heavily out from beneath his too-small green shirt, sagging well over his black kilt and marred only by a pair of green, thick suspenders.…
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Sedentary

Personal, Story, Friends
The sitting drake sighed softly as he looked out over the small sea of furs in the park around him. His red scales glistened in the sunlight of the morning, the yellow ones on his stomach acting like a golden mirror on his torso. Clad in nothing but blue pants, the drake shut his brown eyes and tilted his head back towards the heavens. He longed to go for a fly, to soar in the sky again, but being in the city meant no flying. It was a legal hassle, and the drake hated how limiting that was. Being trapped on the ground meant that he wasn’t ever able to truly spread his wings, and that was just confining for a dragon. The life in the city did somewhat make…
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Flowers

Friends, Personal, Story
Sari was fat. She was a titanically, gargantually, impressively, and stupendously obese dragoness. Her stomach sagged just a few inches off the ground, her feet had rolls, her hips looked to be more like balloons than bodyparts, and her breasts could never even dream of being contained by a bra. This imposing build of hers was made slightly less so by the pink scales which adorned most of her frame, and the white ones along her stomach. Combined with her pleasant demeanor and nearly-constant smile, and the size which she was made her less intimidating and more like a beast that one wanted to do nothing but hug. Not that she could reach anyone past her immense bosom and drooping paunch. It didn’t really matter though, for they could all…
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Beer Me

Story, Friends, Personal
“Barkeep, beer me!” A blue-and-pink skunk yelled across the crowded bar. Sol, the skunk, knew that it was too early to drink more than one or two at the most, but he had been invited to the brewery for an early brunch with friends, and that did mean he had to drink. The large panda behind the bar just turned to him and grunted slightly, looking to be somewhat annoyed by the order. He was having to keep up with so many already, so the skunk could understand, but the attitude was still unacceptable, especially this early in the day. Sol frowned a bit in return and leaned on the bar between a pair of chatting felines, who barely noticed the interruption and continued on as normal. Sol was going…
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