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Based on a post where I asked you guys to ask him belly/stuffing/wg related questions! Feel free to ask him more in the comments of this post, and if you want to see more art of him, leave a comment!

Anonymous art/story suggestion box:

forms.gle/dRZ3J8aYFPc4K9fp6 *

Commission Info:

Read about your day as his owner filling his fat little tummy with an entire chocolate cake and can of whipped cream here:

Him stuffing an entire Thanksgiving feast for 5 humans down his greedy gullet and ballooning to the size of a yoga ball here:

A Mouse Tiny's Thanksgiving Yoga Ball BellyAn 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.A free 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…

Getting vored by a greedy catboy here:

Accidentally voring a fellow fat little mouse tiny here:

Obese mouse micro accidentally vores fellow fatty!A huge bellyblob micro mouse kemonomimi gets into a fight with another plump porker and accidentally swallows him whole! Unwilling pred, accidental vore, !! FATAL VORE !!, weight gain, belly expansion, petplay, and ample fat.Enjoy the free sample below, and be sure to download to read the whole thing! An alternate ending in which the scientists rescue Peppermint from Marshy's huge tum instead is in the making!Marshy slapped the other tiny's belly so hard he left a little flushed handprint in the plump, stinging flesh; Peppermint squealed and squeaked with pain and rage, laboriously taking a single waddling step forward and swinging his arm to do the same. All of Marshy's belly fat wobbled and jiggled wildly with the force of the impact as his full tummy flushed bright pink, distraught at the disturbance. Horrid! Just horrrid! The two began to grapple, squeaking angrily as their fat tummies squished together and kept them from getting too terribly close to each their—just close enough to slap and pinch and scratch each other's sensitive bellies, to pull their opponent's silky hair. Neither obese tiny made any real progress toward being declared "winner"; Marshy was too passionate about keeping his food, and perhaps too much of a greedy, territorial little piggie to ever willingly back down, but unfortunately for him, the same could be said if his new cagemate!So the struggle continued, both obese tinies huffing and puffing with effort, at least until Marshmallow opened his mouth to let out another deafening squeal—at the same time as Peppermint lost his balance, pulled forward by the weight of his enormous, pendulous tummy. Somehow, for reasons that weren't any clearer to the scientists who later watched the surveillance footage, he fell into Marshy's mouth—and with the force of the impact, his jaw unhinged and his throat began to suck in the other tiny!

And lastly read his backstory/pampering routine here!

The Very Fat Mouse TinyUnrealistic male weight gain/belly expansion, feeding, and a tiny lil human with the ears and tail of a mouse. Minific.
It was clear to see how the little mouse tiny in Wing B of the Diet and Obesity Research Institute had become so tremendously fat: all one had to do was watch when the lab workers came by his cage to bring him his dinner, or any other time of day, for that matter. They refilled his bowl of food until tasty, high-calorie pellets tumbled onto the bedding around it - he was allowed as much as he wanted, which was quite a bit, at all hours - and, if they left without bringing him half of a candy bar, he'd endlessly squeak and whine and drum his hands on his huge mass of belly fat until they relented and held it up. He'd then nibble away at it, gorging until his cheeks were smeared with chocolate and his breaths were made shallow by the mass of his tightly-filled stomach.
It was like this that the little mouse tiny's waistline had expanded to such an obscene circumf

The entire Marshmallow archive: www.deviantart.com/fulltum/gal…

* By offering suggestions/making requests, you are allowing me to use the idea however I would like, including unpaid and paid work!

Description

Based on a post where I asked you guys to ask him belly/stuffing/wg related questions! Feel free to ask him more in the comments of this post, and if you want to see more art of him, leave a comment!

Anonymous art/story suggestion box:

forms.gle/dRZ3J8aYFPc4K9fp6 *

Commission Info:

Read about your day as his owner filling his fat little tummy with an entire chocolate cake and can of whipped cream here:

Him stuffing an entire Thanksgiving feast for 5 humans down his greedy gullet and ballooning to the size of a yoga ball here:

A Mouse Tiny's Thanksgiving Yoga Ball BellyAn 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.A free 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…

Getting vored by a greedy catboy here:

Accidentally voring a fellow fat little mouse tiny here:

Obese mouse micro accidentally vores fellow fatty!A huge bellyblob micro mouse kemonomimi gets into a fight with another plump porker and accidentally swallows him whole! Unwilling pred, accidental vore, !! FATAL VORE !!, weight gain, belly expansion, petplay, and ample fat.Enjoy the free sample below, and be sure to download to read the whole thing! An alternate ending in which the scientists rescue Peppermint from Marshy's huge tum instead is in the making!Marshy slapped the other tiny's belly so hard he left a little flushed handprint in the plump, stinging flesh; Peppermint squealed and squeaked with pain and rage, laboriously taking a single waddling step forward and swinging his arm to do the same. All of Marshy's belly fat wobbled and jiggled wildly with the force of the impact as his full tummy flushed bright pink, distraught at the disturbance. Horrid! Just horrrid! The two began to grapple, squeaking angrily as their fat tummies squished together and kept them from getting too terribly close to each their—just close enough to slap and pinch and scratch each other's sensitive bellies, to pull their opponent's silky hair. Neither obese tiny made any real progress toward being declared "winner"; Marshy was too passionate about keeping his food, and perhaps too much of a greedy, territorial little piggie to ever willingly back down, but unfortunately for him, the same could be said if his new cagemate!So the struggle continued, both obese tinies huffing and puffing with effort, at least until Marshmallow opened his mouth to let out another deafening squeal—at the same time as Peppermint lost his balance, pulled forward by the weight of his enormous, pendulous tummy. Somehow, for reasons that weren't any clearer to the scientists who later watched the surveillance footage, he fell into Marshy's mouth—and with the force of the impact, his jaw unhinged and his throat began to suck in the other tiny!

And lastly read his backstory/pampering routine here!

The Very Fat Mouse TinyUnrealistic male weight gain/belly expansion, feeding, and a tiny lil human with the ears and tail of a mouse. Minific.
It was clear to see how the little mouse tiny in Wing B of the Diet and Obesity Research Institute had become so tremendously fat: all one had to do was watch when the lab workers came by his cage to bring him his dinner, or any other time of day, for that matter. They refilled his bowl of food until tasty, high-calorie pellets tumbled onto the bedding around it - he was allowed as much as he wanted, which was quite a bit, at all hours - and, if they left without bringing him half of a candy bar, he'd endlessly squeak and whine and drum his hands on his huge mass of belly fat until they relented and held it up. He'd then nibble away at it, gorging until his cheeks were smeared with chocolate and his breaths were made shallow by the mass of his tightly-filled stomach.
It was like this that the little mouse tiny's waistline had expanded to such an obscene circumf

The entire Marshmallow archive: www.deviantart.com/fulltum/gal…

* By offering suggestions/making requests, you are allowing me to use the idea however I would like, including unpaid and paid work!