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Lysha Eats Her "Fair" Share
🕑 Added 2022-05-28 22:01:45 +0000 UTC(A commission for Dendrago)
Lysha is Dendrago's OC and this story is based on this sketch: https://sta.sh/02e18vghnl3b
[In addition to rapid weight gain, this story also contains mild furry themes]
[After exploring the furry theme slightly in this story, I have discovered where exactly my 'line' is. I won't be writing anymore furry content in the future unless it's a private commission for an extra fee or something. That being said, I still hope you enjoy!]
Lysha leaned her fat ass against the fence that surrounded the Fairfield county fair, causing her booty to bulge between the gaps in the chain links. She just landed a new job as a security guard and couldn't be more excited. Getting paid to just lean around and do nothing all day? Talk about easy money! Sure she might have to get into a scuffle with someone every once in a while, but what did she have to be scared of?
The fat guard dog stood at an impressive 7'6 tall, and was nearly the same distance wide. She was extremely bottom-heavy with her fat ass, hips, and thighs struggling to be contained in her standard-issue black slacks. While most of her weight was focused on her pear-shaped figure, she still had quite a sizable belly too. Small handfuls of brown belly fat bulged out from between the buttons of her blue guard uniform, threatening to pop one of them at any moment. Her harness was almost invisible as it sunk deep into her rolls of fat, around her breasts, on top of her belly, and around her back. The only part clearly visible was the leash which looped around her belt. Despite her immense weight, she was still incredibly strong and was able to carry around her bulk with almost no encumbrance. She rested her fists on her enormous hips. Yeah, she had nothing to fear from anyone.
The first half of her day was totally quiet. No one gave her any trouble at all. She simply relaxed against the fence and kept an eye on everyone walking in and out of the fair. Another hour later, she thought she saw movement out the corner of her eye. She turned her head to confirm that a small group of college kids had made their way out of the middle of the ticket line and were making their way towards another section of fence maybe 30 yards away from her.
She kept looking forward, only observing them through her peripherals, and started to whistle casually. There were three of them, glancing at her and the fence until finally they started climbing it.
Lysha sprang into action, her powerful legs carrying her though the main gate and to the section of fence they were climbing over. As soon as the third one's feet hit the ground, his feet immediately went back into the air as Lysha scooped them all up in flabby arms.
"And whereeeee do you think you boys are headed?" she asked with a smirk.
"Mmmm--mmm-mmmmm-mmmm-mm", they all said, their faces smothered by her massive breasts and belly.
"Eh, it doesn't matter," Lysha said, carrying them all back to the other side. She released them from her pudgy grip. They fell to the ground as she pointed towards the parking lot.
"You all get out of here, and don't you ever let me catch you boys around here again!" she shouted.
The boys scrambled to their feet and took off in the direction she had pointed. With that, she dusted her hands together and made her way back to her post.
"Excellent work, Lysha," a male voice said below her.
She looked down to see her fellow guard Jeremy looking up at her with proud eyes and a broad smile.
"Thanks Jeremy!" she said, returning his smile.
"You handled those ruffians like a real professional!" he continued. "You're doing a very impressive job for your first day here!"
"Aww, thanks again! I do my best!" she replied.
"I'm here to take over entrance duty from you. Think you can handle patrol for the rest of your shift?"
"I think I can handle anything!" she said confidently, thrusting her sizable chest outward. The fabric of her uniform groaned in protest.
"That's what I like to hear! Good luck out there and stay safe."
With that, Lysha entered the fair grounds and began to make her rounds. Patrol wasn't really any different from what she had been doing already. The only difference was she got to walk around instead of staring at the same area all day. She enjoyed this role much more. She felt like a wolf on the hunt as she checked every person, stand, ride, and attraction she walked by for suspicious activity.
*GROWWLLLLLLL* her stomach rumbled.
She realized that she hadn't eaten since breakfast this morning, and that was like FOUR hours ago! Remembering that one of the perks of her new job was one free meal every shift, she fumbled around her left breast area to find her chest pocket. Her sizeable rack meant she had a lot of surface area to search. This was a cake walk compared to trying to dig something out of her back pants pocket though. With an ass as fat as hers, whatever she kept back there might as well be in another zip code. After a few more moments of self-groping, she finally found the tiny chest pocket. She slipped a paw inside, pulled out the small paper ticket, and looked at it. "1 Free Meal", it read.
Giddy with excitement, the massive woman made a beeline for the fair's food court. She turned the corner and her eyes went wide with excitement. Before her stood rows and rows of food trucks, food carts, and food stands. There were all types of delicious options. There were more traditional options like hotdogs and hamburgers, but there were also more exciting fair foods like turkey legs and bread bowls as well. Then of course there was the classic fair tradition of deep-frying literally everything. Deep fried pickles, cheese, cookies, eggs, you name it! Then she saw it... at first glance it looked like a normal burger, but upon closer inspection she realized the burger had DONUTS for BUNS!
She knew the burger was going to go straight to her fat ass, but how could she not try it?!?
It seemed that most of the other fair-goers agreed with her on how fattening the food was and elected not to partake as the line was pretty much the shortest one she could see at the moment. Her tummy growled at her again. That settled it, donut burgers it is.
Lysha made her way to the back of the line and waited. She wasn't the most patient girl in the world, so she eagerly looked around for something else to stimulate her mind. Suddenly there was a sudden cry for help. Looks like her lunch might be a little delayed.
"Stop! Thief!" someone cried out from a few food stands down. "I've been robbed!"
Lysha quickly scanned the area and saw a man hastily running away from the food court. He was hurriedly cramming huge fist-fuls of cash into his pockets as he sprinted down the aisle past her.
"Not on my watch," Lysha whispered to herself before taking off after the thief. Despite her strength and speed, it was taking a while to close the gap. Her fat thighs meant her legs' range of motion were limited. They violently collided with each other, as well as her massive hanging belly with each stride she made. Her boobs heaved up and down, nearly striking her in the chin as they bounced.
She was indeed faster though, and it wasn't long until she was almost on top of him. As a massive shadow loomed over the fleeing thief, he looked behind him to see what was blocking the sun. Seeing Lysha's enormous figure in hot pursuit, he let out a terrified yelp and put everything he had into running faster. But it wasn't enough, Lysha tackled the thief to the ground and pinned him under her enormous soft belly. He let out a loud grunt as the weight of her doughy gut smothered him into the pavement.
"You get off me right now!" he screamed. "Do you hear me! I'll-"
His voice was cut off as Lysha bent her elbows causing her huge boobs bury his entire head. Lysha smirked at their effectiveness and looked up to see two security carts driving up to her.
"Lysha! We got a call about a thief in this area." one of the guards, Tim, who she had met earlier this morning started to say.
"Got him right here!" she said, lifting her boobs up to reveal the head of the man in question.
"Fantastic work!" the other said. As he drew closer, she recognized him as Jeremy.
"Thank you!" she said back.
"Go ahead and give this guy to us. We'll take it from here" Tim said, stepping out of the cart.
Lysha lifted her belly off of the thief, who immediately took in a deep lung-full of air, relieved to be rid of her great weight. The two guards picked him up off the ground and carried him over to one of the carts. He started kicking and struggling.
"You two let me go RIGHT NOW!" he screamed at them. They ignored his plea and started to put him in the cart. He kicked at it wildly. He struck the frame a few times, then the steering wheel, then the throttle lever.
The empty cart took off at full speed, making wild random turns as it sped down the food court.
"Run-away cart!" Tim shouted.
Just as the cart was about to crash into a woman with a stroller, she looked up from the noise of the shout and pulled her stroller away just in time as the cart zoomed by. Other fair-goers also turned to see what the commotion was about and dove out of the way to avoid being run over by the wild vehicle.
Lysha looked at the cart, then at her co-guards, and then back to the cart. She took off running once again. They had their hands full with the criminal, and knew this task would fall on her. The cart was fast, but it was easier to catch since it made random turns instead of going in a straight line. When it was in reach, she reached her arm inside and went for the throttle switch. It made a sudden turn away from her and she grabbed nothing but air. She ran after it again, just as it knocked over a sign for deep-fried cookies. Her breathing increased. While she was certainly strong enough to carry around all of this fat, she didn't have much in the way of endurance.
Lysha made another swipe at it, but no luck. She had to do something quick, otherwise someone could really get hurt. She ran after it again, but this time when it was in range she simply leaped on top of it. Given her height, she didn't have to jump very high for her booty to clear the roof. Her megaton ass slammed down like an atom bomb and instantly caused the roof of the cart to cave in. There was a loud crash of bent steel and fried electronics as her full weight flattened the entire machine to the ground like a tin can. Its frame was warped, the axles bent, and the wheels snapped off from the great impact.
The crowd around her was quiet for a moment, before erupting into applause as the rogue vehicle was finally taken out. The entire vehicle was now only an inch or two tall, except for the front hood area between her thighs. She stood up and inspected the damage. She had left an ass-shaped crater in both the cart, and the areas of asphalt where her ass had overflowed beyond it.
Her two coworkers finally caught up in the second cart, with the thief handcuffed thief sitting between them. Tim looked at the destroyed cart and frowned.
"Well, you cost us a cart... but I suppose that's much better than someone getting hurt," he said. "Lysha, once again you have done a mighty fine job here today."
Lysha smiled and tried to speak, but realized that she was gasping for air. She was absolutely exhausted from all of that intense sprinting. After a few deep breaths, she said "Thank you very much. It was nothing."
"Well, you keep performing like this, and you'll be seeing a promotion in no time!" Tim added. With that, he and Jeremy turned back to their cart and got in. Lysha watched as they sped off down the food court towards the security headquarters.
*GROWLLLLLLL*
Lysha patted her belly. All of that running had really built up her appetite. She made her way back to the donut burger stand. After just a few minutes, Lysha finally reached the front of the line.
The man running the food-truck turned back out the service window only to be greeted by a massive belly crammed into a blue, far too tight, guard uniform. Lysha bent down so she could see him face to face. The couple behind Lysha did their best to look around at anything other than the twin mountains of ass fat bent over in front of them.
Lysha smiled at the man running the stand.
"Hello. I'll take one donut burger with fries please!" she said, and placed the ticket in front of him.
"Uh, coming right up ma'am." he said, accepting the ticket. He retreated back into the truck and emerged a few seconds later with a tray in hand.
"Here you go. Enjoy!" he said.
"Thank you!" Lysha said, accepting the tray of food.
She turned away and walked towards the table area looking for a place to sit. The seating arrangements were mostly wooden picnic tables and benches. Being lunch time, the place was looking pretty packed. The trouble was that Lysha's ass and hips were so enormous that she basically needed an entire bench for herself. There were a few partially taken ones here and there, but that was all. Not a single empty bench in sight.
Her stomach rumbled. She supposed she could just eat standing up, but with a meal this unique she really wanted to be able to sit down and savor it. She noticed a few of the benches had been moved to one single table so that a large group of people could sit together, leaving the table they all came from unoccupied.
"Perfect," she said to herself and she waddled her way through the rows of tables and benches. It was probably best to just use an entire table as a seat anyway given the size of her wide hips, thick thighs, and massive ass.
The occasional "Hey!", "Watch it!" and "Excuse you!" was exchanged as the mega pear's assets came crashing into the backs of people's heads, across their backs, and smothered their heads entirely. She gave a few quick "sorry's", but she didn't seem to care too much; she just really wanted to try this burger. She headed straight for the table, ass cheeks jiggling and sloshing in her wake.
Finally at her destination, she hefted her monstrous booty above the table and plopped herself down. The poor table let out a painful yelp as it groaned and cracked underneath her great weight.
Lysha licked her lips and dug into the donut burger. Her eyes rolled back into her head from the sheer pleasure. It was delicious. She snarfed the entire thing down in only 3 bites, then finished off the fries in just a few seconds. She patted her flabby belly when suddenly... *SNAP* her bottom-most button popped off of her shirt, causing her soft mound of belly fat to hang even further out of the inadequate uniform.
"Whoops," Lysha said, struggling to look down over her boobs and belly to see the damage. It was just 1 burger, it shouldn't have been that destructive to her waistline. Unfortunately the burger wasn't fully cooked in the center; it was medium rare, and raw or uncooked meat made her weight climb at an extremely higher rate than usual.
"Oh well, looks like it's time to get back to work" she said, heaving her huge booty off of the table. While the table wasn't completely destroyed, it bowed in the center and deep cracks spread out from the support beams below.
She didn't even make it 30 feet towards the exit of the food court when her tummy rumbled again. Sure, the burger was delicious, but it wasn't exactly filling for a girl Lysha's size. It didn't help that she was surrounded by all these amazing culinary sights and smells too.
"Well, I did spend my 1 free meal ticket..." she thought to herself. "...but that doesn't mean I can't buy more meals!"
She continued down the aisle of vendors, looking for the best option to try out. Then, like a bright beacon in the darkness, she saw it. The sign of the GIGA BURGER stand stood at least 20 feet higher than the other vendors and the building itself looked like it took up at least 4x the space as them too. But what really caught Lysha's eye was the massive spinning burger that slowly rotated on a large podium just below the sign.
Lysha quickly made her way towards the barrel-sized burger, paying no mind to the dozens of people her ass and hips bumped into on the way there. As she got closer, she was able to read more details about the burger. It was composed of multiple layers, with each layer being composed of four beef patties, four slices of cheese, and a buttery-mayo spread. In total there were FIFTEEN layers for a total of SIXTY PATTIES and SIXTY SLICES OF CHEESE all sandwiched between two greasy vinyl-sized buns. Not to mention nearly a gallon of butter and mayo in between all the layery creating a calorie-fueled monstrosity literally dripping with fat and lard. A small sign shaped like an arrow pointing towards the burger read "80,100 Calories!"
"Now this is more like it!" she said as she stood in line. Unlike the donut burger place, the line for this stand was much longer. About 30 people stood in front of her, eagerly waiting for a burger of their own. Everyone was ordering standard sized burgers though. While the "Giga Burger" was indeed a real menu item that they offered, it was mostly just a novelty used as a marketing scheme to draw attention. Though when it was ordered, it was to feed very large groups of people.
*GROWWWLLLLLLLLLLL*
Lysha absent-mindedly started to rub her big flabby belly as she stared at the rotating behemoth of a burger above her. Her paws sunk deep into her pudgy flesh. Her tongue fell out of her mouth and she started to drool. She kept checking the progress of the line, but it seemed like it was frozen in time. She looked back up at the burger.
*GROWWLLLLLLLLLLLL* went her stomach once again.
She couldn't wait any longer. She started shoving her way towards the front of the line, her gigantic belly, thighs, hips, and ass colliding into every single person along the way. A plethora of confused shouts erupted from the patrons she cut through. She continued to pick up speed until she was directly under the burger pedestal, then squatted towards the ground, her pants instantly ripping under the strain of her fat flabby ass cheeks. With all of her canine strength, she leaped into the air. She was far too fat to make it all the way to the burger on top, but she was able to latch onto the pole holding it up.
*gggggrrrroooAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN* *CRASH*
The pole instantly snapped from its foundations as Lysha's incredible weight pulled down on it. The pole tilted towards towards the left side of the huge food stand, sending Lysha crashing straight through the roof, flattening a quarter of the building instantly under her fat ass. The Giga Burger flew off the pedestal as she fell through the ceiling. She reached out her pudgy paws, caught the massive burger, and cradled it against her body like a quarterback diving into the endzone.
She landed hard onto the ground, the entire stand shaking at its foundations from the impact. A storm of meat and blood exploded outward from where she had landed. Her ass, belly, and boobs continued to violently jiggle for a solid 30 seconds after the landing. She looked around and was relieved to see the meat explosion wasn't from a person. She had instead just landed in a large pile of raw ground beef, no doubt used to make the burgers here.
With that, Lysha looked at the gigantic burger abomination she was cradling like a large baby. It looked incredible, just begging to be devoured. Without a second thought, she took her first bite. Then another, and another, and another. Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated. Every piece of meat and every drop of grease danced together on her taste buds creating a perfect harmony of deliciousness and flavor. She shoved more and more of the burger into her mouth, hardly taking the time to chew before swallowing. She ate and she ate, an endless stream of calories flowing through her fat body.
*POP*
*POP*
The buttons on her inadequate uniform flew off like bullets as her growing belly expanded further and further outwards. The rip in her pants doubled in size as her ass took on the bulk of her sudden weight gain.
*POP*
Another button burst off of her shirt, this time one from the top as her growing heaving breasts occupied too much space inside the poor uniform.
Within two minutes, Lysha had completely devoured the 80,100 calorie Giga Burger, meant for large groups of people to share, all on her own. She licked her fingers to get every last drop of grease off of them, but she was still in a hunger-induced feeding frenzy. She needed more! She looked around herself, she was literally swimming in meat. Without hesitation, she began shoving fist-full after fist-full of raw ground beef into her mouth, feeling tens of thousands of calories fill her entire being as she devoured everything in sight.
She began to take on pounds by the second. Her enormous ass grew fatter and fatter as it spit the entire seat of her pants. Her huge flabby ass cheeks began to ooze out of the destroyed garment and jiggled as she moved around the stockroom.
In a matter of minutes, she had completely eaten every ounce of meat in sight. But she just couldn't stop. She was like a shark smelling blood in the water. Just then, a door to her side burst open.
"You! Stop right there! Look what you did to my stand!" an angry voice shouted at her.
Lysha ignored him, and instead made a beeline towards the door. She was far too gigantic to fit through it. Her ass and hips must have been at least ten feet wide now and her height surpassed the nine-foot mark.
The angry stand owner sidestepped the behemoth of a woman to avoid being steamrolled as she built up speed. Just when she was about to collide with the wall, she did a 180 and drove her enormous ass into the doorway like a wrecking ball. Her asscheeks squished against the entire wall, nearly covering it entirely from top to bottom and side to side.
*GROAANNNNN*
*CRASH*
The entire wall came down, reduced to nothing but splinters under the power of Lysha's wrecking-booty. She made her way to the next stand, everyone diving out of the way as several tons of ass, thighs, and belly came hurtling towards them. A woman reaching out for the turkey leg she had just purchased had it snatched out of her hand by Lysha before she accepted it.
Lysha tossed the entire thing, bone and all, into her mouth. She ate the whole thing in one bite. She picked off turkey legs from other customers and greedily shoved them into her gaping maw, bone marrow working itself directly into her own skeletal system, making her grow in height at a rapid rate.
But no matter how fast her height increased, it just couldn't keep up with the speed her ass was taking on size. Her now fifteen-foot wide booty violently sloshed and jiggled behind her as she strode on to the next stand. The entire back side of her pants were completely destroyed, giving on-lookers a perfect view of her mammoth-sized exposed ass cheeks.
*POP*
*POP*
Another pair of buttons went flying off her shirt as her belly expanded outwards and sagged more and more towards the ground from the growth.
Lysha lumbered towards a stand that specialized in deep-fried cookies. She reached inside and grabbed an entire tray of extra-fattening sweets. She lifted the tray up to her mouth, and dumped its contents down her throat. She tossed the tray to the ground and picked up an entire drum of the oil used to fry the cookies. She ripped off the lid and chugged the muti-gallon container like a can of soda.
She was putting on weight at an alarming rate now. She tossed the empty container aside and resumed her walk of gluttony. She stood nearly twenty feet tall now. Her ass had gotten so fat that it must have been at least thirty feet wide. Each heavy footstep she took left deep cracks in the street as she walked. She showed no signs of stopping as she continued to shove every crumb of food she could find into her mouth.
"Lysha!" someone screamed. It was Jeremy running in front of her. "Lysha, what are you doing?!?" he waved his hands at her, but she paid no attention. He sidestepped her massive hip as she walked by, totally ignoring him.
"Lysha, you have to stop!" he shouted, but it was futile. As her hip passed by, he saw the loop of her leash dangling at her side. Without hesitation, he jumped into the air and grabbed it. He planted his feet firmly into one of the small craters in the road her footstep had made and braced himself.
As the leash tightened, he leaned back and attempted to stop her. Instead, he was flung forward as if he was trying to stop a semi-truck. He nearly fell on his face, but caught himself and braced himself again. This time he wasn't pulled forward, but instead was dragged behind her, his feet sliding across the pavement like a water-skier on dry land.
Lysha walked past a hotdog stand and helped herself to a handful of them, rubbing her belly as she enjoyed the taste. She seemed to have no idea that she was dragging a person behind her.
After the last hotdog, she stopped walking and licked her lips. "Ahh, that really hit the spot," she said to herself, suddenly seeming to return to lucidness. Having a sudden partial recollection of what just happened, she turned around.
"I hope I didn't go overboard," she muttered to herself. Her eyes followed the path behind her of cracked pavement, empty food containers, destroyed food stands, and angry customers. She gritted her teeth and inhaled sharply. The inhale turned into a deep yawn as an overwhelming tiredness began to wash over her. She looked for a place to sit and found that she was in the table area again. She sleepily found her old table and sat down, her fat ass immediately overflowing it in every direction. It was no match for her newly fattened body. Her ass destroyed the entire table as soon as she sat down, sending her plummeting to the ground. The pavement cracked like glass from the impact. However, she didn't seem to care in the slightest. She simply yawned once more and put her head down. Looking down towards the ground, she saw Jeremy collapsed on his back staring back up at her, her leash still in his hand.
"Soooo, I guess that promotion is probably *YAWNNNNNNN* off the table?" she asked, slowly drifting off to sleep.
The End
