Within the flourishing confines of Seattle Washington, best friends Roxie (a collie) and Lana (a Labrador) scoured through the humbled refuse of an alleyway garbage can. The pair of strays were avid wanderers, with Lana leading and Roxie following in tow. Having traveled around most of Washington, their latest stop brought them to this bustling city, which by word of a crow had plenty to eat. For you see, along with being fervent explorers. They were also fervent gluttons.
What brought both mutts together in the first place was a fair, with food as far as the eye can see, and being strays, food wasn't very abundant. But they got by the best they could. The pair would even go as far to say they were professionals. Eating wasn't their passion, but overeating certainly was. Whenever a feast would be present, the two wouldn't hesitate to revel in it's bountiful banquet. From time to time they'd come across a gorging of a lifetime, which would grow their waists to be three times their normal size. But such consequence served only as a gluttonous achievement, which should be loved and admired.
Now, within the musty alleyway, finding such a feast turned out to have no such luck. Digging her paw through some trash, Lana sniffed around for the slightest trace of a morsel. "When that stupid crow said the city was flowing with food, I expected to at least find something whole. Look at this," Lana held a can, "slivers of tuna sticking to a can. Wrappers, empty cups, sticks, left over cheese from nachos! What do I look like, a fox? I need nourishment. How's a growing Lab supposed to enjoy herself when all that's available is enough scraps to feed a mouse. Could you believe this Rox…Rox…"
Looking to her friend, Roxie drifted off into a day dreaming state as per usual. Finding a mouth fluttering about, the collie looked on in bliss, swaying to and fro as it fluttered over her head. Placing a paw to her face, Lana groaned in annoyance. "Roxie."
"How does it never get tired?"
"Roxie!"
Suddenly, the collie snapped out of her trance like state, causing her to topple onto her back when standing on her hind paws. Noticing her friend scowling at her, she wore a large smile. "Find anything Lana."
"No, but maybe we'd be eating something right now if you quit your day dreaming and looked in a trash can."
Roxie stifled a giggle. "I can't help it Lana, you know me."
She was right, Lana couldn't help it. Roxie had always been a day dreamer for as long as she'd known her. To go as far to say something was wrong with her head, was a bit of an understatement. Still, her dozing off and traveling to new worlds always amused her at times. Stories of her gluttonous dreams would also delight her, while searching for their own gluttonous ventures.
"Well…we're not going to eat anything anytime soon at this rate."
"Cheer up Lana, we'll find something."
Lana shook her head, trying to hold a straight face when looking at Roxie's perky disposition. "Darn that stupid smile of yours. We're hungry and all you do is smile."
"I smile for the both of us."
"Yeah, you sure do. Say, remember the time at the fair, where we met. There was so much food laying around, we could hardly walk by the end of it. Corndogs, hotdogs, cotton candy, chocolate bananas, chocolate dipped apples and pickles, sloppy joes, pretzels."
Roxie winced in pleasure while licking her lips and rubbing her stomach, all the while her leg kicking as if someone were scratching behind her ears. "Mmm, please stop, you're making my stomach go crazy."
"Well, wouldn't it be nice to experience something like that again?"
"Yeah," Roxie sighed, "it really would. But you never know, we could find something like that. We just have to look around. So, how about finding some nice tender rat?"
Lana stuck her tongue out in disgust, "Bleh, how can you eat those diseased ridden things?"
Roxie patted her midsection. "C'mon, stomach of steel you're talking to here."
"Well Ms. Stomach of Steel, no, I wouldn't prefer rat. I'm a people food grown Lab, and that's how I'll stay."
"Hmm, well how about this. You help me catch a rat, and I'll search more trash for your food. How's that?"
Accepting the offer, Roxie and Lana crept to a location where they smelled plenty of the vermin. Taking their positions, Roxie ran over to a few boxes and crates, barking loudly to catch their attention. To both the dogs misjudgment, only one rat (and a rather plump one at that) scurried out from the cover of the crates, and toward Lana's direction. Quickly with precision, she pounced on top of him with a squeak; growling to cease his struggling and waiting for Roxie to prance over.
"Wait! Don't eat me please! I have a wife and kids to feed!"
Lana snickered. "You know how many rats we've caught in the past that have told us the same thing."
"Well they are pretty abundant Lana," said Roxie.
Lana sneered at her, "Don't defend your dinner Roxie, that's just cruel."
"Okay," said the rat, "I don't have a wife and kids, but please don't eat me, I don't want to die so young."
"Well sorry rattie, I'm hungry and my friend needs the energy to look through more trash cans. I'll make this quick for you."
"I know of a place!"
Just before tearing the back of his neck, Lana halted, her ears perked with interest. "What place?"
"A place where you can find food."
"Hah, if you think you're going to trick us just like the grow, we've searched in enough alleyways."
"No! It's a big place, r-r-real huge. Something's inside there, like, food dogs love."
Roxie tilted her head. "Kibble?"
"Yes! That's it, well, not exactly that, but I know you'll love it! The whole building is full of it! I'll take you if you please spare my life!"
"If it has so much dog food why didn't you stay there?"
"Because I'm not a dog!"
Roxie chuckled. "He got you there, hahaha."
Not finding it as amusing, Lana kept her straight face. "Okay rat, you've aroused my interest. Take us to this place, and we'll spare you. But if you start running as soon as I let you go, I'm going to tell my friend here to nibble away with you piece by tiny piece. Don't be fooled. Under that cute and cheerful guise is a savage blood thirsty demon just waiting to be unleashed, and I have the key."
"Y-y-yes, I'll d-d-do whatever you say."
Cocking her head to the side, Roxie squinted in bewilderment. "I'm not a savage blood thirsty demon…am I?"
At this, it was now Lana's turn to chuckle. Releasing the rat, Lana ordered that he sit on Roxie's head while she followed them from behind. Crossing streets and walking on sidewalks, they became a queer sight to the town. Murmurs from people and other animals alike started getting on Lana's nerves, but she kept focus on the rat, making sure he wouldn't escape, and with his life for that matter. A good thirty minutes passed until they reached a more industrial part of town. Hiding in a brush of shrubbery, the two dogs looked through the front gate of the complex the rat lead them to. Large trucks were parked to the side of buildings, with humans loading large crates into the trailers.
"See those," spoke the rat. "Thos large boxes they're taking into the trailers. They're filled with tons of dog food."
Lana growled, "you expect me to believe that. I want to see it for myself."
Roxie intervened, "no Lana, he's telling the truth. Don't you smell it?"
Sniffing the air, Roxie was correct. The sweet beefy aroma smelled of the highest grade dog food available. Not that she'd know how it'd taste like, but it certainly was a quite the soothing scent. "Well, even if you aren't lying, how're we supposed to go in the trucks without being noticed?"
"Not the truck, they building. Everything's made in there."
"Er-right-I knew that."
"S-s-so…c-can I go now?"
"Not yet my timid little friend," Lana petted him, "we have to make sure you're telling the truth first."
In shifts, Lana and Roxie took turns watching the rat while the other would rest for a bit. A few hours passed until finally night came, and with it, an empty factory. Thankfully the rat made no attempt to leave, but instead slept as well through the day. Together, the three climbed a tree over the establishment wall. Then heading over to the loading area, looked for a way in.
"You better be right about this rat, because I get in a real bad temper when I'm starving."
"No no, I'm telling the truth, you'll see. There's lots of food for doggies. You'll love it and let me go free."
Finding a vent to the side of the building, the trio crawled through, Roxie following her nose to find the source. Once their cramped journey was over, they traversed the darkness, squinting their eyes to find a light switch. Fortune favored their efforts as they didn't take long finding one in the enormous room. Flicking the switch, the flare of light temporarily blinded their eyes. Once the glare in their eyes cleared, the two mutts were agape with amazement. Vats upon vats filled with what could only be described as beefy goodness filled the room. Machines which dispensed kibble littered the right sides of the room, along with a large conveyor belt which rolled out milk bones to be packaged. Lastly what was better, were the many crates packing the right edge of the room, ready for the next days shipment.
Gleeful for the first time that day, Lana grabbed the rat and nearly squeezed him in her loving embrace. "You were actually telling the truth you sweet little rodent."
"Ack-so-Lucky-did-good?"
"Yes, Lucky did very good."
"Ack-thank-you-ack-can't-breath."
Releasing the rat, he gasped for breath. Uncaring whether he leaves or not, both dogs walked around the facility, taking in the bulk of food available for their gorging pleasure. Excited, Roxie couldn't help but blithely yip. "Where should we start?"
"Anywhere you want, it's the fair times ten in here."
And so, following Lana's lead, Roxie climbed into her first vat of rich beef flavored dog food. Landing in the enormous sea of food with a splash, she proceeded to let herself go. Swimming open mouthed, the flow of food satiated her hunger in seconds. The rich decadent beef pleased her taste buds, as her midsection began distending from all angles. Diving deeper into the vat of food, she swallowed a heavy portion, which traveled down her gullet and entered her belly with a glorp.
Tearing each and every bag individually, Lana poured as much as she could into her awaiting mouth, even stuffing her own paws down her throat to maximize the amount of food she scarfed. The only thing she would chew would be milk bones, to savor their rich creamy taste, which sent her taste buds in a furious trek to pleasure island. It was like a party in her mouth, as well as her belly, which wouldn't stop till the night was done.
"Mmff, mmm, this place is great," said Lana, "wouldn't you say Roxie…Roxie?"
Emerging from the vat of food, Roxie panted with a grin, "Don't talk…eat…hahaha."
Doing as she was told (for once by Roxie) she did just that. Lucky the rat merely watched on with delight, having taken a fondness for the gluttonous canines, despite their earlier threats; well, Lana's threats.
Finishing off what remained of the crates, Lana let out a gaseous belch; sloppily grinning at her unladylike manner. Noticing her new, much over gorged gut, she lifted as much as her paws could hold, and allowed it to drop; bouncing and sloshing her indigested gorge around. Having swallowed so much food at an exponential rate, a series of hiccups had arisen to her delight.
"*Hic* Lucky my rat you are a darling *Hic."
Blushing, Lucky curled into a little ball, covering his face with a tail. "Aww, just doing me duties Ms. Lana."
Emerging from the vat once again, a much fatter Roxie swam belly up. Relaxing at the crumbling noises of her paws pushing the food, and the loud pleasant burbles her belly produced. "Come with me, and you'll be, in a world of pure imagination. Take a look, and you'll see, into your imagination."
Hearing her friends bubbly ballad, Lana giggled while scoffing more milk bones.
"There is no life I know, to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free. If you truly wish to be."
"Are you *Hic* singing that chocolate man song a*Hic*gain," interrupted Lana.
Roxie's belly sloshed and wobbled, as she merely laughed. "Yes, I love that song. If you want to view, paradise."
"Simply look a*Hic*round and view it," Lana joined in.
"Anything you want to, do it."
"Want to change the *Hic* world."
"There's nothing to it."
The two dogs continued their blissful singing, all the while glutting on all they can shovel into their mouths. Singing the song of their gluttonous hearts only aided in their gorging, as Roxie finished everything within the vat, pulled herself out, landed with a loud squelch, and proceeded to funnel all the dog food contained within the packaging machine, while Lana relaxed under the rotating conveyor belt, feeding her freshly made milk bones in bunches.
It was wonderful for such glorious gorging to go unnoticed, though to any who claimed to be gluttons, they'd think twice once viewing these carefree canines. Once the machines ceased production for both dogs, they ate an entire vat each before retiring to a corner of the building. Enormously over glutted beyond any physical comprehension, Lana groaned in pleasure as she rested against the building wall, her enormous belly wobbling and sloshing about as it attempted to press against her muzzle. Rubbing a paw to it and purposely jiggling it around a bit, she licked any remaining vapors of milk bone from her mouth.
"*Hic* This was such a *Hic* fantastic glut. Certainly *Hic*, the best dog food I've ever *Hic* had. Oooh, I can get used to this, *Hic*."
Rolling up to Lana, Roxie hugged her friends enormous belly while resting her head against it. Her own titanic stomach bloomed out, lifting her left hind paw off the floor. Tail wagging, she released a content sigh.
"There is no*Hic*, life I know. To compare with pure imagination*Hic*. Living there, you'll be free. If you truly wish, to be*Hic*."
Lana giggled, her belly wobbling and sending vibrations to Roxie's own body. "Your *Hic* hiccups are ruining the lyrics. *Hic*."
"*Hic* More like adding to them."
Suddenly, Lana felt something tickle at her side. The pitter patter of Lucky's paws gave off tiny squelches as he pressed against her over gorged surface. Rolling up into a ball once again, the rat proceeded to sleep on her belly.
"Well, Lucky's *Hic* got the right idea," Lana yawned. "I'm a bit tired also."
"Goodnight then Lana," said Roxie.
"Goodnight Roxie, sweet dreams."
"Can't be any sweeter than those milk bones."
That much Lana was certain. Nestling her back against the stone wall, it's fattened up plush was enough to cushion her. As well as the additional padding to her rump, legs, and arms, she was able to quickly doze off into slumber. Having the worlds largest pillow that was her belly, sleeping was the second thing she considered herself a professional at. Yet another glorious glutting fulfilled, Lana looked forward to any other adventures she'd have with Roxie. Perhaps there'd be a factory with different food? Maybe an empty grocery store or festival? Perhaps she and Roxie would be able to beat their record on how fat they'd get. Only time would tell, and until then she would dream of such blithe thinking.
