A fat anthropomorphic dog is lifting his very large gut and holding it over a table. His belly is growling so he chastises you to feed him.

When Jax gets hungry, he has a bad tendency of shoving his gut in other people's faces. It's hard to ignore the huge mutt when he lifts his gut toward you and forces you to listen to it growling. Let's just say it's his not-so-subtle way of asking (demanding) to be fed.

Me :3

An obese urshifu is pressing his large belly against a much skinnier anthro poochyena.

An obese urshifu's belly is being lifted by a much skinnier anthro poochyena that's teasing the Urshifu about his hunger and gluttony being his only weakness.

"I may be weak to you type-wise, but I'm not scared of you. I know your true weakness, and I'm not afraid to exploit it."

Urshifu may talk a tough game, but his gut leaves him extremely vulnerable. If you give his hulking tank an ounce of attention, the big bear instantly melts.

Slowly watching your favorite pair of undies progressively get stretched thin across the growing expanse of your wide ass. Every seam begging for mercy as they get so tightly wrapped the fabric becomes see-through. The top of your flabby butt overfilling over the seam. The real definition of fatass.

Your desk chair managing to still fit your ass is a future challenge, another seat yet to be buried under wah fat, and isn't that good, the fact only your desk is comfy enough to support your fatass? It's clear you should be lazily lounging, not moving an inch~ Wahs like you don't need to exercise.

I don't mind having this much good boy puppy ass smothering my face, but having such a front row "seat" makes me want to see so much more. Piling down as many high calorie shakes into you just so I can see those whales warp around your massive, doughy, lazy butt~

A feedback loop that makes sure you're lazily sitting on your flabby ass and downing more calories than even a small group of people could reliably eat together. That's how far you've let yourself go. This is how this cycle of fat pleasuring itself has you eating to perpetuate that feeling

I miiiight have a warped perception of what my mind considers truly "obese" anymore, so many guys with guts starting to hang lower and lower still only process as "still chubby" and "needs to be fatter"

The heavy force of your lardapron of a belly slamming riiiight back down onto your fupa... Bet it feels like total bliss, right?~ You can't stop shoving food into your face and getting fatter and now your own fat is helping perpetuate the cycle by getting you off and encouraging you eat more

There's something extremely attractive about a boy that's gotten so chubby that when they lift their belly up and plop it back down it makes a soft but audible THUMP sound as the soft part of their underbelly slaps heavily onto their fupa

Keep teasing me like that and I'll get another case of boost and make you so fat that those adorable whale undies of yours get stretched so thin, others will have a hard time telling what the whales even are anymore, and, well, they'll quickly realize you're the true whale anyways

Sitting next to the person with a butt so fat that they spill out of their own movie theater seat and all their assfat gets smushed into me

If you're only just reaching this point, I think we should accelerate it so there's no going back. Let's turn the fat blubbersnep's ass into something that can barely be contained by any measly chair. Something so heavy and absolutely obscene that leaving your bed becomes a definitive, an absolute.

If your ass spills off of the sides of most or EVERY chair that you come into contact with, you are 1000000% my type. Heavy, wideload butt oozing excess flab off of a painfully tiny seat that can barely contain your girth. It's a testament to how fat you've gotten, and I find that irresistible.

Sam, a wolf furry wearing nothing but a pair of tight fitting boxers, is teasing a fat hyena character, Dax, while groping his belly.

Fervent concern and concerned doting all lead to one outcome: overindulgence, and that's exactly what happened to a certain overstuffed yeen.
"Let me handle it. Oh, you deserve another bite. Don't worry, it's tasty, right? No harm in indulging."
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"Your weight is MY concern."

Jax, an overweight canine furry, is laid on his back with his paws in the air. His fat gut is overstuffed to the point it is pinning him down. There is a smaller portrait of him in the corner of the art where he is burping.

Uncontrolled gluttony like Jax's is dangerous if left unchecked. Well, dangerous for him. Poor mutt ate so much food he's anchored himself in place, weighed down by the piles of garbage his gut clearly didn't need. Though, I'm sure some of you would disagree~

fat furry dog named Jax is plopping his large, obese gut onto a much skinnier dog furry named Corbin. Corbin is on all fours and is being used as a sort of belly shelf for Jax's gut.

Jax takes pleasure in bullying smaller, weaker pups, and Corbin just so happened to meet that description. Poor mutt is buried under a slab of heavy gut that probably weighs over a hundred lbs (not like Jax has been keeping count). Jax's dog brain only cares about getting bigger.

The more pizza the better :3

He might let you touch his booty a little bit :3

Don't touch his pizza, don't touch his booty :3

Thank you, thank you! I hope for many a birthday to keep spewing my belly related nonsense :3

Could have fooled me ;3
But if the shoe fits... or if the big, gurgling belly covers and smothers you completely...

You miiiiight be a nerd

Thank you!! 🍰

Thank you ya chubbily cute fox :3

joyous day, may many bellies be upon us while we share in this day of celebration (that means get crushed under a fat belly, nerd)

also thank you :3

It's my birthday today, feeling cute :3

I might have a biiiit of chub, yes :p

Enabling others to eat too much fast food is a vice of mine so.. It feels good knowing I'm actively taking part in the destruction of someone's waistline (I also based this drawing on a picture of myself, so you'll get a better idea of what it looks like to have me stuffing you).

*PLOP* "Hey, Sam? Anything on your mind lately?"
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"Oh, you know.. Normal things... Nothing too heavy (yet)."

No Lucario will ever go hungry around me~ your lucari-lad would swell up with flab like parade float pumped full