Wanted to take a shot at a gaining story, and who else would it be about other than my friend Rocky :3 a big fat dog that only strives to become bigger~
Hope it's not too bad, I don't write stories often so enjoy ^^
Here is Rocky's twitter https://twitter.com/AviMurasakino

Rocky’s Big Meal

“Come on Reese, I can’t wait this long!” waled Rocky from the living room, waiting for the feast that was being cooked in the other room. The aromas in the air were almost too enticing. Chicken, beef, bacon, Rocky could smell so many foods being created to fill his hungry belly. “Mmmm, smells like you’re really putting the work in back there though.”
In the kitchen, Reese was busy as ever, creating everything he could with the ingredients he had. Fried foods, steamed, boiled, roasted; nothing was being wasted, as he had a very large dog in the other room, obviously anxious to start eating the feast Reese was preparing. “Just hold up a couple more minutes big guy, almost done!” Reese called back, starting to plate the meal that would soon be consumed by a gut he swore he could hear rumbling from a room away.
Soon enough, Rocky heard the kitchen door open with even more smells entering the rest of the house. He looked back, seeing Reese with a very large trolly full food. “Oh my, seems ill be eating quite a bit today” Rocky said, not being able to take his eyes away from the feast. “You outdid yourself today that’s for sure” he said excitedly, “that’s got to be at least 5,000 calories there!”
He wasn’t wrong, with so many dishes, it at least had to be 5,000. On the trays were stacks of fried chicken, burgers, multiple full 12” pizzas, hot dogs, fries, even bags of chips that sat on the sides of the tray. There was also a bottom part on the trolly as well, carrying gallons of milk and liters of soda. This was a meal truly fit for a king, a very fat king.
When Reese walked in, the first thing he saw was good ol Rocky, sitting on the couch in the living room. Rocky was on the much heavier side in terms of weight. Rocky’s first feature most couldn’t miss was his belly, it was huge. It hung onto his thighs, and Reese thought he saw it moving from the rumbling in that beast of a belly. Rocky also had a sizable chest, tree trunks for legs, and arms that were almost as thick as Reese’s whole body. No matter how anyone looked at it, Rocky was a very fat guy, and today, the goal was to get this big lug even fatter.
“Well, not to surprise you too much but this is only the first cart” Reese says, setting the cart in front of Rocky. “You finish this and you got another six carts left, you’re not stopping till we double this bad boy in size”, gesturing to the monster of a gut Rocky sported.
“Heh, that’s always the goal!”, Rocky smacks his belly, it wobbled and sloshed around for almost ten seconds strait, and even after still moving a bit, showing off how much blubber this dog truly had. “You must truly wish to see me bigger, making such a wonderful meal for this gut of mine” Rocky said, reaching out for a wing.
“Not so fast big guy, I get the honor of feeding you before you start gorging yourself silly” Reese stated. Grabbing a wing, he moved close to the giant dog and leaned on the massive belly. “Let’s get you so big that the couch you’re sitting on can’t hold you up anymore”, after saying this, Reese shoved the chicken wing into the maw of Rocky, who in turn almost sucked Reese’s hand in completely along with the wing. Reese pulled his hand out of the hungry maw only to see that the bone was all that was left of the wing. He looked a Rocky, watching him chew the meat with a shy expression on his face. “Sorry, couldn’t help it anymore”, Rocky said “now, let’s dig in!”
That’s exactly what happened. For the next hour, Reese would feed the dog to his hearts content. Chicken wings would slide past Rocky’s lips, burgers would be eaten in sets of threes, fries would be gobbled down by the handful, and hotdogs disappeared one after another, never seeming to slow down with the intake. The drinks would be downed with no time waisted, leaving not a single drop go to waist, belching loudly after finishing off the liquids. All the while, Rocky was in pure bliss. Stuffing his face was a true joy and having someone to help him with it only made the experience all the more pleasant.
Soon the first trolly of food was finished, nothing was left but the bones. Rocky sat there, rubbing his overstuffed belly, moaning while he massages the gut, helping the digestion prosses. Reese could already see his body using the food it just took to good use. His belly was full yes, but he could tell it was getting fatter, not just fuller. His chest seemed to puff out more, almost hanging fully on top of the massive gut. His arms and legs seemed to also get the growing treatment, looking a bit pudgier than before as well. Rocky seemed to take more of the couch up too, almost leaving no room for Reese to squeeze onto.
“Buuuuurrrp! That was great, just I’m still pretty hungry” Rocky said.
With that being said, Reese walked into the kitchen and brought out another trolly, then another one, then another. This continued until there were six more carts in front of Rocky, his eyes beaming as he looked at the ungodly amount of food.
The next few hours were filled with the sounds of gulping, munching and gurgling as Rocky powered through the feast. Pizzas past into his maw, more fries traveled down his throat, and gallons and gallons of milk seems to slosh about in the seemingly endless pit of a gut.
All the while, Rocky’s body didn’t stop growing. His belly grew so much that it passed his legs and was now resting past his paws. His chest blimped up so much that they were almost as big as Rocky’s belly before the meal. His arms were beginning to bloat up so much that he couldn’t move them much anymore and his legs, if you could even see them under his belly, were much thinker now than every before. His face seemed puffed up with fat, his cheeks pudged up.
After the meal was finished, the blob of a dog could only sit there, the couch he was sitting on destroyed earlier from the immense gaining session. Rocky looked like a blob of fat, a giant fat dog, sitting and panting, his belly gurgling, still digesting some of the food left in it.
“BUUUUUUUUUURP!!” releasing a massive belch, Rocky looked like he was having the time of his life. Amazingly, he managed to move his arms to feel his chest and belly, though mostly his chest as his belly was a bit out of his reach by now. He pawed at his extremely flabby chest, having them sink into the fat, moaning as the sunk into the pudge.
“I’ve... gotten so... buuuurrrrp... so big” he said, looking up to Reese standing by his massive belly. “you did such a good job at getting me this far, come up here” he said, patting his moob, gesturing for the raccoon to hop on.
Reese needed almost no invitation, as he started climbing Rocky’s massive belly. Reese sunk a bit, causing Rocky to release another belch. As Reese made his way up, he could here the dogs belly roar and rumble, obviously enjoying the meal it had and was still digesting. Eventually, Reese made it up mount Rocky, laying between the massive moobs.
“Was quite the climb, did you enjoy your meal?” Reese asked, gently caressing the dog’s flabby cheek.
“Of course I did...” Rocky said, wrapping his arms around the raccoon resting on his chest. “did you have a good time watching and helping me grow this big?”
“Absolutely, was amazing to see you eat this much, you ever going to stop growing like this?” Reese asked, squishing the cheeks of the dog.
“Not any time soon” as Rocky said this, his belly rumbled, stating amazingly that it was still hungry. Rocky laughed shyly “Hehe... is there any dessert... BUUUUUURRRP!!”
Reese just laughed, hopping off of the blob of a body, and walking into the kitchen again, getting ready to bake. “I’ll get started right away, you giant blob you” Reese said, smiling as he passed through door, ready to blimp the dog up even further.