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Meet Alex! A New/Old OC of mine with a very special ability: Thick Fat! I hope you enjoy meeting him over the coming weeks…

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Alex was stretching and leaning moments before his alarm went off. The lopunny’s apartment had a very pleasant coolness to the air; exactly how he liked it for sleeping soundly. His arm, lazily felt around the dark room, tracing along his nightstand to grab the small plastic brick and drag it under the covers. He took one long deep breath beneath the covers. He felt comfort in the warmth of the heat beneath. He had the pleasant afterglow of the ‘fun’ two nights prior still lingering in his hips and thighs, and he clenched his butt to feel it before he even opened his eyes.

‘BBLRR…BLRRR’ his ass fat gelatinized and squeezed on his command, the two massive ass cheeks looking like a pair of exercise balls hugging under his covers. The ridiculously bottom heavy lapine throbbed in his cock, lazily flexing with it as he gave his butt another juicy clench.

‘BLLRK…CLKRR’ he could hear the lard layers and fat rotund width of his cheeks really settling in around the new glacier of Thick Fat that was still slipping and grinding into place. Alex wasn’t your average lopunny. He wasn’t just sporting that oversized, massive pair of buttocks because he had good genes and did a lot of squats. That ass was the lingering remnants of a rather attractive leafeon boy he had swallowed up less than forty hours prior. The rumbling and expansion-inducing first day of the process was already done, but now it was time for Alex to really enjoy himself in the afterglow.

It was a strange thing, really. Alex’s life as a predatory, voracious lopunny was rare in of itself. Larger, more ‘classical’ predatory anthros were usually the type to go around making meals of others in his massive, overcrowded city. The exceptionally booming prey type pokemon population made it an easy, if heinous, crime to get away with in this pred-eat-prey world. It was ESPECIALLY easy when your species was traditionally a bunch of good looking females who were easily one of the main majorities of normal types around. It made Alex a capable predator in docile prey’s clothing, and tricking horny cute guys (like that hung leafeon barista) a breeze.

Alex’s eyes fluttered open. With a flick of his thumbs and a kick of his calves, he canceled his phone’s alarm two minutes early to avoid the harsh noise in the early morning calm. The horned up lopunny cast his phone aside and reached over the side of the bed in the darkness. He aimlessly searched as he grumbled and sighed with a fluttering voice full of satisfaction and comfort. His colossal cakes swung with a deep wobble. It took a quarter second of swinging butt lag for it to shake. It was more sloshy than a water bed, and Alex adored everything about the sensation as his Thick Fat powers continued their lingering slow burn. He found the discarded collared shirt strewn across the floor next to him, and opened the drawer to his nightstand with a practiced flick of his elbow and hand. Alex grabbed his rarely-used buttplug out from its spot hidden just behind some tissue packs. He grinned and stretched his spine, throwing the covers off his giant ass with a flair for the dramatic! The naked, glorious butt cheeks stood stacked on one another, Alex’s hard morning wood throbbing in the open air as his left one stood jiggling atop the right. Each cheek was easily a foot and a half across in diameter. The insanity that was his figure was astounding. Huge, giant, full hips that trembled with slight surges of new size and shapeliness every three hours or so. Every time the leafeon surrendered his sludge into fat; Alex’s ass made a heated grab for it to redistribute evenly and perfectly across both cakes. He shivered, his legs cringing together as the cool breeze from the open window across the room. He only grew harder as he turned and looked over his shoulder, flexing and craning his neck to appreciate the sheer size of it. He contemplated a slap then and there, but bit his lip as he held back. <No…that’s later> he thought to himself, knowing to keep his favorite guilty pleasure for later in the day.

The digital clock on the nightstand glowed back ‘5:29 A.M.’ as Alex reached back to knead and tug at his hips. He rolled onto his front, tucking that hard cock up against his stomach as he worked on his knees. He pulled his left cheek to the side, wincing as he felt the chill of the sweat in his ass-canyon rapidly cooling from contact with the fresh air. He kissed the air with his hole, the moist crater of puckered lopunny butthole steaming faintly. He brought the glossy, deep purple plug back and ran it around the rim, working it slightly to slowly get himself ready. The burning buzz from the night before had turned to a very warm, very consistent pulsating tingle deep in the core of his ass fat. The glutes and depth of that giant ass of his was changing by the hour. It was recycling every ounce of his past prey into not only size, but a butt boosting transformation. The Thick Fat ability he possessed had gotten accustomed to occasional avalanches of protein and fat with which to pack away, but Alex had gone above and beyond by crafting his routing to assist his latent ability in reshaping his rump to epic proportions. Nothing would be wasted, nothing would escape, and not a single ounce of enjoyment would go without self-aggrandizing masturbation while he meditated on the act. Alex always resolved to keep his ass moving and buzzing with pleasure to make sure he could wring every ounce of satisfaction possible. It was very, very obsessive, often to a manic degree as he funneled all that latent lapine libido into prey absorption.

Alex's head turned, and he pushed his face into the shirt the leafeon had left behind. He grabbed a small bottle of lube almost sample sized from the nightstand in a huff. His breathing picked up as his heart beat in anticipation. He smelled the perfume as he worked his butthole with it. He fluttered, his ass winking as his eyes lidded. The super stacked lopunny femboy focused on the scent of the shirt as he pushed the plug inside.

“Ssssnn…sensetiiivvvvv-!” he whispered to himself, balling his fist and snorting the collar and inside of that shirt. The leafeon boy’s scent was a very, very pleasant one. His grassy green floral tone mixed with some kind of super strong lemony…tropical…what WAS it?? The lopunny’s mind rushed with flashbacks to how fulfilling he had been. How much he had shouted and fought for more than three hours worth of suffocation inside Alex’s wide hips and clenching colon chamber. How flexible he was getting swallowed in the first place. How his kicking legs had felt getting crammed together…and fifty other little details he constantly re-ran in his mind’s eye. Alex subconsciously reached back into his nightstand drawer, whipping out three of those tissues as he grabbed his cock with his ass firmly squeezing that plug with a hearty ‘PLNR…PLRNK-’ noise swallowed up by his wobbling glacier cheeks. He closed his eyes tight, nostrils pulling at that perfume as his ass pulled at the plug. Alex’s heart pounded as his cock pulsed in his palm. His voice rose an octave, moaning to himself once before breathing it back in, holding back as he tried to keep himself more composed to ride out the-

“MMN..-FFWRUCC!!” he grunted into his pillow, trying to pump the sudden climax into those tissues, but failing miserably as he came onto his bed while his ass wildly wobbled over the side of it! The rounded mass of that rotund, ridiculous dumper cringed and squeezed over the butt plug, bouncing twice with a bubbling, gelatinous ‘GGLRPP’ as Alex heard and felt it all. He just clenched his teeth and shivered, spine wriggling and making his ass jiggle in concert. He came with six, then seven and eight slight humping motions. He rode out the first climax of the day with deep breathing and a deeper thrumming of pressure and pleasure inside his glutes. He smiled to himself at the end of the climax. There was no need for the usual shameful come down from cumming when he had prey to squeeze and torment. It was his obsession: long extended bouts of masturbation and tasks around the house that let him plan his day around those clenches…those shifting surges of his ginormous glutes…the lingering tingle of their being in his nervous system and across his fur…

It was all so fucking FUN! He giggled like an impish devil, beaming with a warm smile as he felt the lovely early morning climax warming him up and letting endorphins flow.

“Thanks for the early morning relief, hottie,” he clenched his ass, teasing it with a sloppy clench and wobble to ride that delicious, delicious wave of sadistic glee. He felt the size difference between his upper body and lower, and he basked in the easily obtained orgasm as he fixated on his own body’s beautiful ability.

“HHHhnfg..-ffghaahh-” he mumbled and sighed, his powerful puckered portal gripping that toy and making Alex feel so much more serene. Having something to clench onto was a satiating feeling. The nerve endings in that hungry hole of his had their fill as the lopunny ran his hand over that left cheek. The perfectly maintained lapine’s smooth fur felt like velvet to the touch. Velvet dancing over the fattest, most dense shelf of a badonkadonk in his zip code. Alex hummed and swung his leg over the side of the bed, squeezing his thighs over his balls and posing with his hands behind his head as he sat on that ass and shook his chest. “MMMN-FFNNG–mmmnfgg..MMMMRRWROOORNN’NNN!!” he shivered, loving the cool air caressing his naked body.


He wasted no time jumping up and strutting to the bathroom to brush his teeth. His butt jumped and jostled with every single step, jiggling the leafeon’s new inches of ass over Alex’s thighs and calves. The poor prey was (mostly) pooled in the very middle of Alex’s butt now. The girth of it was something that should be studied with how he kept moving and consciously shaping the thing to perfection!
. . .

Now in his modest living room, Alex sprawled out on the clearing of space he had made by stuffing the coffee table up against the TV cabinet. He tapped at his tablet as he stood nude and flipped through his morning yoga routine playlist. He was a practical fat-ass of a lopunny: yoga 3x per day in a casual fashion kept him flexible and kept him looking great. He took a couple of pics on his phone, cranking up the warm morning mood lighting to get good shots for his internet feeds. He grinned ever so slightly as he worked forward into a standing half forward bend; touching his toes and keeping his feet paws flat on the ground to keep his hamstrings stretched. His giant ass hovered over his couch, just wonderfully posed over Alex’s legs as his torso went parallel with the floor. The cool air of the morning made Alex’s body a bit flush. It burned energy to heat him up as he worked the stiffness of the evening out of his back and legs. He became tantric as he meditated during the routine. He turned his ears off to the best of his ability, and looked inward as he dropped to his ass with a quick ‘PWUP…PAFF’ onto the yoga mat. Head-to-knee was next, and he dug his heels into his (still chubbed) cock and balls a few times as he leaned down to bring his head to his left knee…then his right. Long, deep stretches forward got his ass particularly ‘pancaked’ behind him. He ground it into the carpet, wobbling globes flat at the bottom and more jiggly than a fresh flan at the top. Alex breathed deeply as he finished, switching to a fully extended plank as he desperately tried to balance the giant globes he called an ass on his frame. This was where it got tough: working out the extra weight and wobble of himself when he was just laid out in simple poses! Alex felt his heart pumping harder as he finished the plan and stood up. He worked his arms behind him and bent FAR forward, tucking his head between his knees and smirking as he looked through them. His ‘shoulder opener’ technique was always fun when done with a big forward fold. He got a look at his ass from between his own legs, his smile growing even more wide as he saw his handiwork from the odd angle.

“We look…wonderfulllll,” he stared at his ass, the narcissism of the sentence giving the huge assed trap of a bunny a tingle. He knew how to entertain himself and pump his own self esteem, even if it was a trait he would never share in public. He leaned back in a quick bend back as he tumbled over, ass rocking and jiggling as he took a ten second break…then went for a shoulderstand. He flattened his upper arms and neck on the ground, adjusting for his massive ears and splating out as he placed his hands on the small of his back. Alex’s finger tips struggled with the task of propping up his giant dumper as he worked his feet to the ceiling. He was sweating now, and wore a stoic expression as he felt his cheeks wobbling just from the tremble in his abs. He always hated this pose, but he couldn’t deny its benefits when it came to keeping his stomach flat and his core strong. The lopunny was quick to switch to a good ol’ ‘superman’ flight, legs up and arms out as he smirked and clenched his ass cheeks one at a time during.

‘BBWOMM…BLMMM…BWMM…BLMMM’ they sounded off, the gelatin and jiggly juiciness of those cheeks echoing in Alex’s ears as he followed along with the video. Alex rolled his shoulders and spun around on his side, finally ready to do his favorite of the morning routine: ‘Boat Pose’. The lopunny leaned back, sat squarely on his huge rump, picked his hands up off the ground, and pointed his ankles to the ceiling as he balanced every single ounce of his body weight DIRECTLY onto his buttocks! His glutes flexed, his thighs trembled with effort, and he gave heavy ragged breaths as he kept himself raised through core strength alone. The whole while, Alex closed his eyes and worked his fat butt into the floor, bouncing on it as he pushed and pumped big bouncy clenches into the center of each half of his massive, wide pair of bunny butt cheeks. His tail wagged in glee, and he felt another leafeon absorbing aftershock of his Thick Fat rumbling as he gave those gargantuan butt globes a juicy squeeze. His cock and balls throbbed in passionate pleasure between his thighs, and Alex just pulsated with his ass continuing its slight ‘BLMM..BLMM-GLMM’ clenches as he listened closely. The yoga audio was on mute, his music was off, and he was listening to his favorite ambient audio as he finished that pose with a deep breath and ‘HHHHAAAFhhh–’ when he was done.

Alex got on his knees and kneeled forward, his foot paws acting as an undersized pedestal for his raunch, giant ass as he wound down from the routine. His cock throbbed hard, bouncing with every beat of his heart and pulsation of the shifting lard glacier in and around his hips. The mania set in before he could even get all the way to his feet. As he stood, bracing against the couch and beginning to stand, he threw his knees out and struck a pose. He grabbed his phone and threw it on the ground, recording from above as he got a great shot of his cock, balls, and butt from a low angle upshot. He got his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, blushing and basking in the sudden spike of embarrassment and fervor as he imagined the leafeon. He was a six-foot-something SOLID 9/10, and he had been the perfect mark to tease and take home from the afterparty bar hopping fest Alex had met him at. His suave demeanor and extremely, exceptionally toned torso made Alex yearn for him early in the evening. The lopunny clapped his ass with an experienced flashing of his hips as he tried to smother the memories just as he had smothered the cute preyboy in his colon.

“GGNN..-gghh,.,.-GNNN-ggoonneeeee, NOOOOWWWWW!” he exclaimed with another clap. Three claps, then a fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh. Alex summoned a sweat that the yoga routine had only just got brewing. He wanted to feel the heat of the hips he now sported. He wanted to feel the shifting weight and size of What’s His Face, and all the lovely leafeon width he had been waiting his entire life to surrender to this greedy lopunny beast. Alex found it especially fitting that he would make a totally absorbed snack out of a grassy eeveelution of a guy. It was one thing to blow him and enjoy their time together, but this was more intimate than anything Alex could imagine short of marriage! Turning another person’s entire physical form into a magnificent, meaty mass of ASS!

“YNN…You’re…in my butt now…NNF-GODS it always feels so good, but you were such a good little snack!!-nnfGH-” He pulled back his shoulders and threw his chest about like a dancer, balancing his pose and bracing himself with the couch as he practiced a bend and bouncing ass-clapping that would make a high level stripper take notes. Such self serving dancing wasn’t even meant to be released to the public via his numerous anonymous feeds! He simply saved them for himself to pour over and examine, correcting his technique and further spiraling into more self worship.

Alex froze up as the plug in his butt began to loosen. He clenched before he could drop it free, his rump rocking and clenching shut. The reverb of his ass clapping episode lingered, but Alex could only moan and gasp as he humped a fresh batch of lopunny nut onto the couch before him. He came while squatting, one head going to his head and one balancing him with a pose straight out of a porno. He oozed sex, and sprayed a good four full ropes of cum over that faux leather couch as the plug slipped from his pulsating rim. It fell to the carpet as Alex shivered and stood. He was embarrassed, sure, but he wasn’t about to let something like post nut clarity or shame slow him down. He was in the throes of a ‘Thick Fat Frenzy’, as he liked to call them, and he refused to come down from the peaks of his climaxes. He was blissfully uncaring as he stopped the video feed on his phone, making note to clean and shampoo the couch later as he stepped towards the bathroom back in the hallway. That spontaneous orgasm called for another, one with a more fulfilling toy to ride it out with.

. . .

Alex had stars in his eyes and a hitch in his giddy up as saw it in his shower stall: his new dildo. He had made note to put it aside last night, lube and all, and immediately turned on the shower as he gave his butt a rubbing. He massaged his right cheek, pulling it aside and looking over his asshole in the mirror with a harsh gaze.

“Don’t worry baby, you’re gonna love this…I promise,” he chuckled to himself. He paused for a
moment as he turned on the showerhead.

“...buuuuut let’s be real; you don’t have much choice. You’re my fucking DUMPER, BITCH!” he cackled with legitimate malice in his tone, throwing his ass out and shaking it in that mirror just to remind his absorbed prey who was in charge of their destiny from now on. He imagined the leafeon begging for mercy as if he was an incubus feeding off of the misery!

<PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T STUFF THAT INTO ME YOU BIG ASSED SLUT!! I DON’T WANNA BOUNCE ON COOOOOCK> Alex smiled again in his head, cock bobbing and throbbing with the thought.

It was an almost demonic callousness with which he sought to enjoy himself with the size gifted to him from eating others whole. That was no more evident than when he got to sit and work himself over a nice fat toy! It was even better than sex in many ways. The serenity of Alex being alone with nothing but the prey packed onto his figure. The ability to meditate and dive into the memories of his meals. The twinge of sadism in knowing he was humiliating his prey further by using them to enable him to swallow up bigger and bigger dildos…ahhhh it was all so much!

Alex blushed as the shower water got hot enough. He kept it somewhat steaming hot as he turned on the bathroom’s ventilation system. The whirr of the fans sounded as he got in the shower. Grabbing the dildo and lube, he coated the giant blue, veined log of a dildo with a rub and tug of his wrists. He was beaming as he attached it to the floor of the shower, sitting horizontally on the lip of the thing and balanced juuuuust right!

He was already holding back an orgasm as he adjusted and dropped his puckered anus on the tip of that dildo’s thickness. His tongue jutted out from his lips immediately, and he took care as he placed his hands on his knees for balance. It took every remaining ounce of brain power to keep his stance and his balance together as his hungry butt dropped down and gobbled up five gloriously tasty inches of that hard toy. Alex loved this lube brand. He loved the feeling of fullness. He loved the way the leafeon felt, and he ESPECIALLY loved how the veins on the dildo made him really feel it deep in his guts!

“GGN-FFAAHHHH-” he gasped, tongue all the way out and eyes rolling immediately. He dropped his ass three times, taking more and more of it inside that giant butt again and again until almost all of it was being engulfed with each bounce. Alex’s hips came inward, the widest and longest diameter rim of that wonderful lopunny butt coming together and tugging at the dildo with more ferocity. He stifled his moans, but wore an aghast expression of utter splendor as he fucked himself with those hip drops. He kept his spine straight and drove his ass down, feeling the slick ‘GLRRK-PLRRK-SHLLRRK-GLRRRK’ of that moist, lubed monster of a dildo being forced to act as a pedestal for that huge heavy bunny butt. Alex grabbed his cock with his off hand, jerking sloppily and without practice on purpose. He reached back with his right hand, posed on the upper shelf of his humongous butt for balance. He moaned, he trembled, and he fucked himself hard upon that dildo with a practiced pace.

‘HHUH-HUPP-FF’GWUH-’ he gasped for air for a moment, feeling the wind knocked out of him by the tenth bouncing thrust of that dildo into his ass. Alex kept going, working that goodness into him and-

SHHRL- he slipped! Alex fell back a big, yelping out and stomping onto the floor of the shower as he seized up in place! The dildo was fully inside as his ass collided with the edge of the shower, quaking and clenching as Alex’s cock pumped more lopunny cum all over the tiles of the far wall. Alex felt the veins of that dildo deep inside. The thickness of it. The sensation of having his guts caressing and gripping it, knowing that the leafeon was hugging the thing with his mass. Alex’s eyes rolled into his head at that thought, and he just clenched out the climax as he forced his leafeon loaded badonkadonk to quake on that toy for more than thirty seconds. He barely moved as he did so. He just went comatose, his face flush and loose as his body strained to keep the pose. As the lopunny rose up off the dildo, his flexing butthole gripped and begged to keep hold of it. The gripping, plush anal portal winked over it, slipping up and off with Alex’s ass widening to-

‘PWWWW-OCK’ it flopped out, a belching cloud of ass-fog coming out after it as Alex gaped for a moment. His asshole lingered open for three seconds, finally slamming shut with a sickening ‘SHRRKLL’ of a squeeze, spurting a big gush of the lube back over the toy as he came down from the climax.

“HHHahhhh….Hahhhnn—hahhhfff-hooohhhhgawwwdd-” he whined, feeling the tingle and static sensation of his legs falling asleep after he kept them still in the shower. The lopunny shook his legs out, reaching up for the lube bottle as he tried to shake the sleepiness out of his calves.

“Wonderful first go, eh?” Alex blushed, cock still throbbing with half a chub as Alex grabbed a bar of soap to work his body over.

“Let me clean us up a bit and we’ll go for a few more,” he said plainly, rebounding from the climax immediately.

. . .

Alex was wearing a tank top and nothing else as he returned to the living room. He turned on the 7am news to try and catch the forecast as the sun began to shine through the windows. The ambient warmth in the apartment soothed him as he put on a pot of coffee in the kitchenette across from the couch. He stepped back into that living room, and softly lowered himself to his knees for another stretch. He worked out a small kink in his neck as he bent and moved, ass wobbling left to right as it clung to his waist. The lopunny turned and flopped onto his side, stretching more and climbing up the base of the couch. He worked an elbow and turned his rump, sitting it his right cheek atop his left as he worked his cock between his thighs. Alex felt another episode gripping him from nowhere. He blushed as he felt his hedonistic urges mixing with his new batch of predatory instincts. His body tingled with that delightful nerve massage one gets when they stretch out just right.

He felt now, more than ever, that the time was right. He had already cum at least six times since he had awoken, but now he was primed and ready to do it in his guiltiest fashion. His nude, giant, prey packed ass sat behind his waist off the edge of that couch as he clenched his thighs and calves. He was at an awkward angle, but his intrusive thoughts took over as he pulled his right hand back.

“God I hate how much I love this-” he said plainly, perfectly self aware of how slutty it was as he closed his eyes and brought his arm swinging over that right cheek-

‘SMACK’ he slapped it perfectly on the first try, cratering his big juicy butt cheek with a massive and harsh slap. As the flesh went flush with heat, Alex’s cock instantly shot a load to the floor with a squeeze of his balls and a shiver up his spine. The lopunny’s face went flush, more than even his time in the shower…or anywhere, for that matter. He slapped himself again, softer this time as he just kept that climax going from two meaty slaps of his ass.

Alex put a shock into himself every time he did it, so he chose to do it less often. It was his own personal ‘CUM NOW’ button, and he didn’t want to spoil the fun. It was especially easy to cum in clusters when he was nursing a freshly supersized bubbly butt of utter size and girth. He hoped his downstairs neighbor didn’t hear it, as the wobble in his ass cheeks still rippled up and down both cheeks just from those two slaps alone.

“MMnnnuuughhhh-FFFUCCKK!!” he huffed.

“That-hfffg-NEVER gets old!”

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