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An 8" tall mouse boy micro eats an ENTIRE Thanksgiving feast for 5 humans and grows to the size of a yoga ball, breaks a table under his enormously fat tummy, then his keepers find him and feed him some more! Features an epilogue about his life as a completely immobile, ridiculously pampered and fattened obese belly blob too!

EXTREME unrealistic belly expansion, weight gain, immobility, extreme gluttony, stuffing, and belly play; fat belly admiration and pampering, petplay, very light slob, food drunk, kemonomimi, giant/tiny (macro/micro), and feederism.

Reuploaded so it's downloadable again - here it is! This is the biggest Marshmallow, or any of my characters, have ever gotten, and it's not a part of the main storyline because of how huge he gets (I usually don't write extreme tummyblob!). Consider this something of an AU.

The full story, which is only available for download, is 8 pages long and features 3,657 words.

In it, Marshy, who is only 8" tall, eats (and is fed):

- A huge popcorn bowl of mashed potatoes

- An entire cherry pie

- A BIG butterball turkey

&

- 3 big cans of cranberry sauce!

Read about him (and other little fatties) getting vored by the catboy here!

EXCERPT:
More than anything, Marshy loved desserts and sweet, fatty treats. That taste for sugar and calories (and the high fat mouse tiny pellets he continuously gorged on day in and day out) was how he had gotten so huge! He leaned forward until the edge of his belly fat spilled over onto the edge of the pie, tipping the entire thing forward like the opposite end of a loaded teeter totter. Leaning down, he just barely managed to slurp and gobble up the delicious, gooey filling, so food-drunk and lost in his own gluttonous stupor that he barely even registered that he had begun to swallow the sugar-packed cherries whole! Each one slid down his fat gullet with a little effort, not enough to jar him from his trance even as they began to float and bob through the thick, fattening stew stretching out his bowling ball stomach. Some of them even tickled the wall of his overloaded tummy, which had become extra sensitive thanks to being stretched so terribly thin by the sheer volume of his holiday gorge.
Marshmallow sighed with mindless, greedy indulgence as he continued scarfing down the cherries and the goo they were suspended in, filling smeared on his fat tum and cute cheeks, rubbing the top of his titanic tummy with one mousey hand as the other reached for more and more and more… until it touched sticky aluminum. He had added an entire pie to his blimp of a belly without even realizing it!
Marshmallow burped and gave his belly a few hearty slaps, delighting in the way it wobbled and burbled under his tiny hand, at the bobbing of the gooey cherries within. He was truly, helplessly full, hardly even able to move at all, and would certainly be completely immobile with the sheer amount of rich, pillowy fat this was set to pack onto his mousey tum by the next morning–but he couldn’t just stop now and leave the rest of the feast untouched when he’d never have such an opportunity again!
Next up: the turkey.

The whole turkey.
It loomed so tall over him that even with the added elevation of most of his massively obese, basketball-sized gut, it still cast a shadow over him. This was a feast for royalty.
Any other mouse tiny, any mouse tiny but the greediest, most gluttonous little pig imaginable, would see this as a sign to stop. He was already full to bursting, his belly flushed and straining as though ready to pop open at the seams, and it seemed almost impossible that an entire butterball turkey would fit within him, but…

Description

An 8" tall mouse boy micro eats an ENTIRE Thanksgiving feast for 5 humans and grows to the size of a yoga ball, breaks a table under his enormously fat tummy, then his keepers find him and feed him some more! Features an epilogue about his life as a completely immobile, ridiculously pampered and fattened obese belly blob too!

EXTREME unrealistic belly expansion, weight gain, immobility, extreme gluttony, stuffing, and belly play; fat belly admiration and pampering, petplay, very light slob, food drunk, kemonomimi, giant/tiny (macro/micro), and feederism.

Reuploaded so it's downloadable again - here it is! This is the biggest Marshmallow, or any of my characters, have ever gotten, and it's not a part of the main storyline because of how huge he gets (I usually don't write extreme tummyblob!). Consider this something of an AU.

The full story, which is only available for download, is 8 pages long and features 3,657 words.

In it, Marshy, who is only 8" tall, eats (and is fed):

- A huge popcorn bowl of mashed potatoes

- An entire cherry pie

- A BIG butterball turkey

&

- 3 big cans of cranberry sauce!

Read about him (and other little fatties) getting vored by the catboy here!

EXCERPT:
More than anything, Marshy loved desserts and sweet, fatty treats. That taste for sugar and calories (and the high fat mouse tiny pellets he continuously gorged on day in and day out) was how he had gotten so huge! He leaned forward until the edge of his belly fat spilled over onto the edge of the pie, tipping the entire thing forward like the opposite end of a loaded teeter totter. Leaning down, he just barely managed to slurp and gobble up the delicious, gooey filling, so food-drunk and lost in his own gluttonous stupor that he barely even registered that he had begun to swallow the sugar-packed cherries whole! Each one slid down his fat gullet with a little effort, not enough to jar him from his trance even as they began to float and bob through the thick, fattening stew stretching out his bowling ball stomach. Some of them even tickled the wall of his overloaded tummy, which had become extra sensitive thanks to being stretched so terribly thin by the sheer volume of his holiday gorge.
Marshmallow sighed with mindless, greedy indulgence as he continued scarfing down the cherries and the goo they were suspended in, filling smeared on his fat tum and cute cheeks, rubbing the top of his titanic tummy with one mousey hand as the other reached for more and more and more… until it touched sticky aluminum. He had added an entire pie to his blimp of a belly without even realizing it!
Marshmallow burped and gave his belly a few hearty slaps, delighting in the way it wobbled and burbled under his tiny hand, at the bobbing of the gooey cherries within. He was truly, helplessly full, hardly even able to move at all, and would certainly be completely immobile with the sheer amount of rich, pillowy fat this was set to pack onto his mousey tum by the next morning–but he couldn’t just stop now and leave the rest of the feast untouched when he’d never have such an opportunity again!
Next up: the turkey.

The whole turkey.
It loomed so tall over him that even with the added elevation of most of his massively obese, basketball-sized gut, it still cast a shadow over him. This was a feast for royalty.
Any other mouse tiny, any mouse tiny but the greediest, most gluttonous little pig imaginable, would see this as a sign to stop. He was already full to bursting, his belly flushed and straining as though ready to pop open at the seams, and it seemed almost impossible that an entire butterball turkey would fit within him, but…