Shifty, sly, and discrete, Lana crept through a thick jungle of coat racks, keeping hidden from the store clerks sight lest she be caught sneaking away with a pair of scarves, hats, canes and trench coats. Though, perhaps she deserved to be robbed blind, as one who owned such a nice looking store would spend her time minding the merchandise rather than chewing bubble gum and flipping through a magazine. It helped immensely that the street was vacant that day. With no one to stop her, she circled around a few alleyways and came right back to Roxie, who trembling-dashed for Lana and tackled her; sobbing on her bosom in a tight embrace.
“What on earth took you so long! I thought you might’ve been caught, and I’d be all alone with you starving and wasting away at the pound! Don’t you ever do that to me Lana, you know I-”
Smack! Recoiling in shock, Roxie was taken aback as Lana slapped her cheek with a paw. Sitting upright, the lab stretched her back. “I told you I’d be back you worrisome little mutt. Geeze, hit me any harder and I wont be able to stand up for a week.”
“Sorry,” replied Roxie, looking to the clothing and canes her friend brought. “So, we’re actually going to go through with this?”
“Risk being caught stealing and with how hard you knocked me to the floor, you’re darn right we’re going through with this. Besides, you know how much we’ve talked about this moment.”
“But…is it really worth it?”
“You bet it’s worth it.”
Both peering around the corner of the alley, they were met with a wide building carrying a large sign atop of it. Soothing aromas caused them both to salivate, and whine with pleasure. “Geoffrey’s Kitchen,” they said simultaneously. Many a day have gone by during their time in Seattle that they’ve licked their chops at the flourishing aromas of food which passed out its doors. The various smells of food swathed their tongues in a river of drool. Pizza, burgers, pasta, breakfast, lobster, it seemed everything was served here, and it was Lana and Roxie’s goal to sample it all. Only trouble was getting in; until now.
Tossing Roxie’s coat, hat, scarf and cane, Lana began to adorn hers. “Come on, the sooner you get dressed the sooner we could eat.”
Roxie sat perplexed. “How’re we supposed to wear these? We’re canines, not humans.”
“Well, you know, you just put the paws through the long holes and…goodness, this is uncomfortable. Ugh, how do humans fit in this?”
“Because it was designed for them,” Roxie said apathetically, “you sure you can’t come up with a better plan, this one seems kinda stupid.”
“Just shut up and put on your coat.” Wearing hers, Lana stood on her hind legs, using the cane to support her front paws, which were concealed by the baggy sleeves. “You see, it’s not so hard. I knew these canes would come in handy.”
Roxie had a harder time adjusting, her hind paws trembling as she attempted to stand. “This feels…so…weird. How are you so good at this?”
“Hasn’t a human ever tried dancing with you before? My owner did all the time.”
“Well, good for you then prancing prissy paws. Mind giving me a few dancing lessons?”
“Oh quit your whining and follow me, the sooner we shut your gob with food the better. And wrap the scarf around your muzzle. Can‘t have people know we‘re dogs can we.”
Walking with some ease and using the cane for support, Lana made her way to the restaurant door; Roxie clumsily following in suit. Entering through the glass doorway, a gust of aromas blew past Lana as french fries, eggs, pancakes, and sandwiches filled her nostrils. Sighing in satisfaction, her tail wagged underneath her coat. Roxie was a different story however. As soon as she stepped inside, she couldn’t stop trembling. It was as if she were caught in the middle of a blizzard. He legs wobbled, her cane rattled, and she had the dying urge to whine.
“Shut up,” whispered Lana, “you’ll spoil our cover.”
“I can’t help it, we can get in so much trouble.”
“Hello there, welcome to Geoffrey’s Kitchen, I’ll be your waitress today.”
Looking up at the tall gangly figure, Lana released a sigh of relief. Strangely, it was the same girl she stole the clothing from, and fortunately she seemed none the wiser to her wearing them. Possibly finishing her shift at the store, she worked here as a second job. With her waiting them, things seemed to get a whole lot easier.
Choosing a booth hidden in the corner of the restaurant, both canines took their seats. Passing them their menu’s, the waitress took out her pen and notepad. “Can I start you off with something to drink?”
Roxie trembled some more and looked to Lana with worrisome eyes. But Lana kept her cool, already planning this out days in advance. Opening up the menu with her sleeves, she flipped to the drinks page, and touched the drink in view of the waitress.
“A coke eh,” Lana nodded, “alright, and what about you hun?”
Roxie froze in fear, unable to move any part of her body. Coming to her aid, Lana repeatedly tapped the drink.
“Another coke. Alright, sure things. And what would you be eating tonight?”
Everything, Lana thought. Opening the first page of the menu, she slowly scrolled her sleeve down every single dish.
“Umm, yes, choose what you’d like from the menu.”
Yes, I’d like all of them, Lana thought, scrolling her paw down the list again.
“Uhuh, the menu, choose what you want from it.”
Giving a low growl, Lana tapped the first thing on the menu.
“Bacon and eggs with hash browns, sure thing, and for your friend?” Lana tapped it again, “Same thing, alright, anything else?” Now Lana tapped the second thing. “A plate of pancakes and waffles,” Lana pointed back and forth at Roxie and herself, “Oh, for the both of you. Alright, something else?” Lana pointed to the third thing, “The triple stack of pancakes…um, when you scrolled down the menu, were you saying you wanted everything?”
Lana nodded, and scrolled down the menu’s other pages.
“So…that’s…two of everything then?”
Lana nodded again.
Wearing a look of shock, the waitress scribbled what she previously wrote down. “Well goodness, we have some real gluttons in the house tonight. This’ll take some time to make, we’ve never had an order this big before, but you’re first orders will be with you shortly. Thank you for coming to Geoffrey’s kitchen.”
As the waitress walked away, Lana attended to Roxie who was still shivering. Gulping, the border collie remained looking forward at what people she could in terror. “This is bad Lana, real bad. You know what they do to dogs in the pound like us? They throw us in cages, and yell at us, or worse, they put us…on diets.”
Another waiter came by their table, and gently placed a plate of breadsticks and marinara sauce in front of them. Opening a crevice in Roxie’s scarf, Lana dipped a few sticks in the sauce and directed it into Roxie’s mouth. “There there Roxie my dear, we’re going to be fine. I don’t have to tell you we’ve been in some pretty sticky situations. If we could escape from the dog food factory as big as we were, we can definitely get out of here.”
Taking a bite out of the bread sticks, Roxie suddenly stopped trembling, and upon swallowing, leapt at the plate and voraciously glutted every bit of bread down. Then, laying back and sinking into the seat, she sighed.
“Feeling better,” asked Lana.
“A lot better, but still worried.”
“Well Roxie my girl, just you wait till our food is served. It’ll be unlike anything you’ve ever imagined.”
As they waited, Lana spoke to Roxie about all the types of food they had ordered. Lana practically memorized the menu, as she spent many days spectating through the restaurant windows, viewing each dish to leave the kitchen, and looking forward to the day when it would be served to her. Now that the day has come she could hardly believe it. Finally, this would probably be the one and only time she’d be able to eat real food, rather than humbled leftovers from garbage cans.
A few minutes passed, and both Lana and Roxie began panting in pleasure as the waitress came back with a trolley loaded with a couple of their orders. Most of it consisted of appetizers such as chicken strips with ranch, mozzarella sticks, buffalo wings, cheese fries, clam chowder, and more breadsticks. But some of the main course were readily available as well: three different breakfast plates filled with pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, hash browns, and sausage, a couple plates of sandwiches stuffed with ham, cheese, bacon, lettuce, and tomato, three different types of milk shakes, mini pizza, and a plate with three rows of juicy fat shrimp.
“Here you go fellas, eat up. Your other orders will come soon.”
Lana and Roxie waited for her to leave before eating. Once handing each of them their orders, they looked to each other as she walked away. Though their mouths were covered up, their eyes expressed the utmost grandeur for the feast before them, and it didn’t even scratch the surface. Without a moment to lose, they made enough room in the scarves for their mouths to go through, and rolling up their sleeves enough for their paws, set themselves on devouring everything in sight.
“Mmff, mmm, isn’t this great Roxie?”
Looking to her friend, Lana chuckled as she gluttonously stuffed the syrup glazed pancakes down her gapping maw; making no attempt to cut them or use a fork. Lana was more of a civil nature, as she held a knife with both paws and easily cut the pancakes down the middle as if it were made of butter. Then shoveling them into her mouth, she proceeded with the waffles and hash browns. Undoubtedly the best breakfast they had ever had in their lives, they were too preoccupied with eating that they didn’t bother to wipe off any stains or condiments from their mouths. Rather than spend time licking their chops, filling it up more with food took priority. As plate after plate of food slid down their gullets, their appetite as well as their stomachs continued to grow. Though with such large trench coats on them, it would take more eating for the naked eye to notice anything new about their shape.
“Try the-mmff-milkshakes…Roxie. They’re splendid.”
“Can I have your-mffmff-mozzarella sticks?”
“No…way. You already-mmm-ate yours. Eat your…sandwiches.”
Following her advice, Roxie quickly removed all the toothpicks, grabbed all she could, and funneled everything into her mouth; taking large bites and only chewing once for each sandwich. Continuing with her gluttony she polished off the remainder of dishes she had with ease. The cornucopia of flavors sent her taste buds on a wild ride, which made her forget all worry she previously had. As she finished, she gave a pleasuring moan as she reclined back into the cushions. Putting her paws are her greatly distended rotund belly, she licked what flavors remained from her lips.
“Ooooh, that was heaven. My stomach feels like it’s carrying a ball and chain.”
Lana reclined back also, “Well you’re not finished yet Roxie. Here comes the main course.”
Coming back with three trolleys this time, the waitress began handing out their food once more. “I take it you enjoyed everything? Well that’s great, here’s half of the rest, the other half will be done in a bit.”
There was so much food that she had to leave two trolleys behind, while the other one carried away their finished plates. Every square inch of the table was occupied with plates filled with tons of delicacies. Burgers on burgers on burgers, pizza, chicken strips, burritos, steak, ribs, soup, sea food, pasta, and even lobster. Wasting no time, they gorged like they’ve never gorged before (well, besides the fair). The richness of flavors stuck to their tongues, as it combined with the endless trickles of food they indulged themselves with. Continuously gorging, their bellies got noticeably thicker under the trench coats. Getting tighter, the buttons began to strain but valiantly held. With each passing mouthful the girth of their expanding waistlines tore through the coats bit by bit. Like a waterfall, food endlessly poured down both canines throats, until finally, Roxie’s coat was the first to give in. Bursting open, the border collie’s furry ball of a stomach spilled forward, sloshing and gurgling as it undulated in place.
Giggling, she wobbled it around blithely. “Heh, looks like my stomach wants to say hello.”
“Mine too,” said Lana, as hers also burst through the buttons of the trench coat.
Musing at first about Roxie’s body being revealed, the allure of the food was too much of a distraction to worry about it. Roxie seemed unafraid of it also, and continued to gorge herself further; her stomach expanding at an exponential rate. Scoffing the decadent meat of the plump lobster and wolfing down pasta and baked potatoes with creamy butter, Roxie tore at whatever she could get her paws on. Folding up and wolfing down a whole pizza, her stomach grew out another few inches. Gurgling and bubbling as it grew, some of it began to spill over the table. Becoming as wide as she was gluttonous, the trench coat gradually became smaller as she grew bigger.
Finally, the remainder of the food arrived, and upon seeing both these canine’s bellies, the waitress merely averted her gaze, and chuckled a bit, and walked away. It was a relief to Lana, for now. Roxie however didn’t seem to acknowledge her; only the continuous supply of food being delivered to her. Much of the new delivery consisted of deserts, but there was still some dinner plates. Besides more steak, burgers, fries, and lasagna, the deserts were a beauty. Shakes, cakes, ice cream, pie, all of it so good and creamy, Roxie didn’t hesitate to wolf these down first. The cream from the cakes puffed up her cheeks with beaming bliss; such a nice sensation she crammed more down her gullet. Her stomach continuing to slosh and burble as she shifted her weight around, it was now nice and fat enough for her to substitute it as her own table. Placing as much plates as she could atop of her tremendous gut, she chewed on multiples steaks and burgers. Unable to get enough food in her mouth fast enough.
Lana had the same idea, only, she was less voracious about it. Much of her stomach pressed against the table as well, so, lifting up as much as she could, she plopped some of it atop of the table; plates clattering as her tub of fat occupied more table space. Ecstatic at enjoying such a grand feast, she couldn’t help but give her belly a few rubs and pats. The soft layers of plushy stomach absorbing her paws as she pressed against it; soft squelches and sloshes bubbling her belly about.
Their gorging seemed to of lasted for quite awhile until the last plate of licked, and even when it was, it took plenty of eating to get there for the both of them. Roxie was able to finish her glut first, with Lana finishing hers a couple minutes later. Both dogs were the epitome of over eating. Plates stacked one atop of the other, not a single crumb or sliver of meat left uneaten, and with the globe like bodies to prove it. Their massive corpulence was unable to be contained by the table’s proximity, which was enlarged by the space their bellies made between it. Undulating to a fro, their bellies gurgled in pleasure at having ingested such massive quantities of food. Their goal to eat at this restaurant had finally been realized, and they couldn’t of been happier.
“Lana.”
“Yes Roxie.”
“You were right,” Roxie blithely patted her belly, “This was unlike anything I’ve ever imagined.”
Lana’s belly jiggled and sloshed as she chuckled. “Well don’t relax yet, there’s still round two.”
Roxie tilted her head. “What do you mean?”
“Well you can’t tell me you’re full now. You telling me after all we’ve eaten in life, your stomach is full?”
Roxie wobbled her gut around, “Never. It can gorge and glut throughout the ages.”
“Then get it ready for another round Roxie, because here comes the waitress.”
Walking over as she said, the waitress began pilling the dishes onto the trolley. “Well I hope you’ve found everything satisfactory. Would you like your check now?”
Lana shook her head, and upon making the same motion she made when ordering everything on the menu, the waitress seemed to cringe. And upon asking her, she looked short of fainting.
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A couple hours shot by in what seemed like a couple minutes for Lana and Roxie. Indeed doing what Lana had planned, they did ask for a second helping of everything on the menu. Immediately, the restaurant was closed, serving exclusively to their new two best customers. The check continued to grow larger just s the two canines did, and continued to be held off until they finished every last scrap of food. Unfortunately, the restaurant quickly ran out of ingredients for some dishes, and so, everybody in the staff left to different market places in order to finish their dishes. The two canines didn’t mind, they were too busy stuffing themselves to worry.
Currently, they seemed to gorge themselves on a mountain of burgers; all of it, seeping into their mountain like stomachs. Gorging and glutting more delicious food than they’ve ever comprehended, their corpulence increased in such abundance, that they were given larger tables to accommodate them. Their disguises were tossed aside, as they were too small to hold in their fattening frames. Thankfully though, the waitress and other restaurant staff deduced that they were furries, in expanding fursuits, rather than dogs, which relieved any thought of being caught, and only aided in their gluttonous journey.
Their faces and limbs greatly plumping up, nothing compared to their landscape like stomachs. Bloated large enough to accommodate a cow within it, they certainly must’ve eaten enough meat to of came from one. It took six chairs circling around them just for them to have a comfortable seat without them breaking the chairs. But even so, the squeaked rather dangerously. The only thing louder than their vociferous munching, was the cacophony of burbles, sloshes, and glorps emanating from their tummies. Every slight movement seemed to bring with it a tremor of bubbling, like water swishing inside a gallon jar; shifting the tremendous amounts of indigested gorge throughout it, until finally, the final burger was swallowed oh so effortlessly.
Ironically for both of them, the chairs finally gave in after they’ve finished their meals. Crushed by the massive amount of gorge they’ve amassed within their fat bellies, both dogs succumbed to their stomachs momentum, as everything they’ve eaten rolled atop of them. The soft squishy tub of adipose pressing pleasantly against their muzzles, Roxie even licking some leftover grease or ketchup from her belly fur. Then finally, their stomachs pulled them forward, and gently collided both canines together. Embracing each other for support, both bellies tried over taking the other. Giggling at how clumsy their obesity has made them, they both released content sighs.
“Lana *hilp*, I think I’ve had enough for *hilp*, one day.”
“Yeah, *hic* I know what you mean. I haven’t *hic*, been this stuffed in quite a *hic* long time.”
“Not since the *hilp* fair, right?”
Lana released another blissful sigh. “Ye-*hic*-ah, not since the fair.”
Roxie licked her lips, her titanic belly wobbling as it churned fiercely. “Mmm, the *hilp* fair. Such a wonderful place. Will we *hilp*, ever go there again?”
“Of course we will *hic* Roxie. But for now *hic* we should get going.”
“Aww, already? *hilp*.”
“Sadly yes, no ones here and this is our only chance unless you want to be stuck with the bill.”
“That doesn’t *hilp*, sound scrumptious at all.”
“*hic* My thoughts exactly. Now lets go.”
It was easier said than done, as their monumental stomachs made it hard for them to drag themselves out. Still, by some miracle they’ve managed. It wasn’t the fattest they’ve ever been however, and they’ve had tons of practice (literally). Circling through the alleyways, they made sure to get far enough away that the restaurant staff wouldn’t find them. The park was a particularly good spot, with not much people around due to the working hours. Resting under the bridge side by side, their footpaws rested in the river as they rested their blubbery backs against the walls. Admiring their gluttonous achievement yet again, both canines smacked and squeezed at their bulk, delighted to be such a grand size once again. Their waistlines shoving against one another for space, Roxie rested her head against Lana’s thick arms. While Lana rested against Roxie’s head. Cuddled up, both fat dogs stomachs continuously burbled and gurgled the day away. Thanking their masters for yet another wonderful feast.
“Lana.”
“Yes, Roxie.”
“You know, after working off some of what we’ve eaten by dragging ourselves over here, now I’m hungry again.”
Lana giggled. “Go to sleep for now Roxie. When you wake up we’ll pay the hot dog vender a visit.”
