"Oof." The werewolf remarked, watching his belly grow at an alarming rate. He had been standing on a scale during this encounter.... Of course, he was already rather large. Clocking in at around 752 pounds, the werewolf had to use a special scale that could weigh over two thousand pounds of weight without breaking. It costed him a pretty penny, but he was rather proud of it, especially now.

"850?" He cocked his head to the side, seeing the number count up slowly. Every few seconds, the first decimal place would increase numerically. 850 became 850.1... 850.2... 850.3. The werewolf gawked at this, watching 850 go to 851. He could feel it. His belly was expanding as if even more fat was filling him up per second. He wasn't eating anything... he wasn't even trying to gain weight at this point. Yet, here he was, 852 pounds... 100 pounds heavier than he had been this morning.

"Buck?" He asked, turning on his heel to face the person in front of him. "That red misty stuff coming out of your hands... that caused this?"

The unicorn in front of him looked away bashfully. "Yes. I couldn't help but try it out on you. Your belly was already rather large. I wanted to help you out a bit."

The werewolf grimaced. "Okay, but can you reverse it? Is it just a permanent thing?"

"Yes I can." Buck waved his hand in the air as a red, wispy trail appeared. The trail started to encompass the unicorn. Within a few seconds, the unicorn began to shrink until he was around half the werewolf's height. "See? I can change my size and the size of others."

"And... when will my belly stop growing? Am I actually getting fatter?"

"Yes? Your fat cells and belly are growing, so you're going to be a lot softer. Belly weight of yours will dip over your pants a lot more, since it's just fat, skin, and fur there, Sarge." Buck smiled giddily. "It'll take another forty minutes, but I planned to add a good... bit of weight to your belly so it could dip over your knees."

The werewolf rolled his eyes. "I'm usually the one who fattens people up."

Forty minutes passed. The werewolf was standing on the scale again. 1050... 1050.1... 1050.2..... He felt massive now. His pants had long-since become too tight for him, but upon his request to not have a pair of his clothes ripped again, Buck enlarged the pants, and the suspenders, to properly hold the werewolf's growing gut without ripping or snapping. It was useful magic, for certain, especially in the werewolf's case.

"Okay, Buck... this is around 300 pounds, yes?" The werewolf pivoted on his foot again, albeit a bit more slowly because of the added weight he now posessed. He felt his knees brush against the bottom of his belly as he did so.

Buck looked at his wrist, as if there was a watch on it. There wasn't. "Uh, I'd say a few more pounds, but that's about it, yeah. You're looking great!"

"Well, I rode along with this...." The werewolf smirked. He walked over to the unicorn, hefting his own belly up. He felt its softness, like a bowl of jelly as it hung in his hands. "I can't scratch under my belly anymore. It was impossible before but now I can't even scratch the dunlap!"

The unicorn winced a bit. His smile faded to bemusement as he cocked his head to the side. "You don't like it? I mean, I can scratch it for you if you need?"

The werewolf dropped his belly on the unicorn's head, making sure to avoid the horn. "I didn't exactly 'request' for my belly to grow by 18 pant sizes." The werewolf leaned forward, causing the majority of his belly to spill over the figure of the unicorn below him. "Since I'm already carrying around the 750 pounds of weight that I put on, why don't you help me by carrying the extra 300 you added to me on top of that?"

Buck blushed. "If I give you a donut, can we make it 400?"

The werewolf scratched his head a bit. The idea of a donut was too enticing for him. He felt hungry. He looked down at his belly, seeing that the brown and cream fur he had took up all of his vision now. He was... curious to see it get bigger again. "Okay, fine. If you give me a dozen, we can make it 600."

Part 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36403839/

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A random gift I drew for BuckGlenn on Twitter! A concept I've wanted to do was too... tempting to ignore. Buck could provide, so now Sarge has belly growth!

Part 1: [YOU ARE HERE]
Part 2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36403839/
Part 3: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36418290/

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Buck © BuckGlenn on Twitter

Sergeant Wolf/Art/ Story ©  pikminpedia Me