Having gone through the gorging of a lifetime the first night, Templeton was the happiest he had ever been in his ratty life. So much food, all nestled within his large corpulent stomach. And it was all thanks to her, his dear Charlene. The fair had proved everything she said it would be and more. His heart filled with gratification, a fondness for the doe began manifesting within him. Besides both their fondness for food, her constant complimenting and the adorable things she'd say to him overwhelmed him with a feeling of want. He wanted her, and it seemed to him she wanted him too.
"We'll meet up back at the shed whenever we're finished for the night. I expect, to see an even larger gray ball of fur than I did yesterday," Charlene squeezed his bulk.
Ready to begin their second night of feasting, both rats stood in the center of the fair, Templeton heading toward the food court and Charlene to the ferris wheel. A tidbit disappointed at having to glut on his own (a feeling he thought he'd never be sad about), he honored his loves request. Giggling at the touch of her soft paws upon his abundantly plump stomach, he nodded his head.
"I wont disappoint you my sweet."
Without warning, the doe suddenly moved in and gave him an unexpected farewell kiss to the cheek. A sudden wave of surprise shivered down his spine as the fur on his back stood up, with tail and ears perking up as well. As Charlene ran off in her direction, Templeton stood in shock with a paw to his cheek. Heart beating like the beat of a drum, his excitement overwhelmed him. Snapped out of his trance, he hugged himself with the biggest smile he ever gave.
"If my little sugar dumpling wants a large gray ball of fur then she shall have it."
Now running off in his own direction, he quickly picked up what scraps of food he found with his tail along the way. Entering the center of the food court vicinity, he quickly glutted all he had grabbed within seconds. Large chunks filling his belly with great relish. Climbing a table, he quickly feasted on a funnel cake. The powdered sugar dabbing his face in a pale white whilst strawberry jelly stained his mouth. Wiping and licking the substances off, he found three more funnel cakes nearby. The sugary treats continued making the rat more energetic and excited to further glut to gigantic proportions; anything for his dearest Charlene.
Finishing the remaining plates, he patted his sloshing belly and waddled over to a new feast. On the same table someone was making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and forgot to put the ingredients away. Snapping open the jelly jar, he quickly guzzled the whole thing down. The peanut butter was a different story for each mouthful he took, he had to smack his mouth for about a minute just to swallow a second helping. It was an annoying process, but eating was eating. Once finished he effortlessly stuffed bread down his maw with little effort. Looking to his stomach, it had grown in size, but no where near the proportion his sugar dumpling wished it to be.
Waddling over to the edge of the table, he leapt within a trash can, disposing of what edible refuse it held. He then knocked it over as he rolled out clutching his belly.
Looking to it once again, he patted it. "At this rate I'll be able to meet my quota…still, it wouldn't hurt to be quicker." Sniffing the air, his nose caught sent of something sweet and with a taste of cinnamon swathing his tongue. Looking to his right, he rubbed his paws in anticipation, as a large pumpkin sat in the middle of a few pumpkin pies. Grunting as he rolled over, he made his way over to them. Shoveling as much as he can down his maw at one time, he licked every single crumb from the first pan. His belly gurgled and burbled as slab upon slab of pie relentlessly battled for space. The sweet sugary cinnamon tickled his insides, as the warm wave of pleasure eating provided allowed him to grow with bliss.
Stuffing the final slab in his gullet, he placed his paws upon his soft furry belly, musing about how he'd tackle the pumpkin. Biting a large hole big enough to fit his head into, he glutted away at as much as he could of the inside. Feeling his stomach continue to bloat up, he sloppily grinned while consuming chewy pumpkin seeds. Eating as much as he could on the inside, he resumed with the outside, until after a good ten minutes there was nothing left but the head, which for the heck of it he popped into his mouth as well. Sitting atop his globe like belly he wrapped his paws around as much as he could and rubbed.
"It's certainly big, but I think we can do better."
Rolling onto his belly, he exited off the table via trash can once again. With significantly more food in this than the last, his belly bloated much further as he rolled out. Sending a content belch to the sky, he gave himself some time to revel in his sloshing state of decadence. "This fair has everything. Charlene my dear, you've made me the happiest rat in the world." Patting his robust corpulence, he rolled back onto his belly and made his way to the food stands.
With his tail he continuingly picked up what he could reach and popped what little scraps were scattered around into his mouth. Grunting and hauling his over gorged gut over some steps, he gradually stuffed himself with what the stands had available. Swallowing twinkies whole, stuffing chips into his maw, chewing on various candied treats, all were blithely devoured. Finding a bag of cinnamon, he licked up all of the brown sugar, his cheeks beaming in ecstasy. Finding the churros that went with them, they were disposed of as well. Licking his paws, he gulped down a couple of corndogs with mammoth sized bites, leaving a pile of sticks in his wake. Beside the deep fried delicacies were French fries, which had grown stale after over exposure to the open air. Patting his stomach, he poured the entire boxes contents down the hatch. To finally finish up his meal, he opened up a box of donuts…five boxes of donuts actually. The miniature deserts were more than simple to glut whole a few at a time. Picking up four with both paws using his claws, he popped each one, one at a time, into his pie hole, swallowing the tender little things without a second thought. With five boxes filled to the brim with donuts to go through, it took about thirty minutes to finish all of them.
"*Hic* One stand down, *Hic* a few more to go," undulating his globe like belly, which was as almost twice as wide as he was tall, he continued to pull his glut about to further gorging. Eating everything he could set his paws on in the remaining stands, Templeton gradually grew fatter and fatter, all for his wonderful Charlene. It wasn't much about the food, or the joyous experience of overeating, but with satisfying his sugar dumpling with her request; anything to please her would please him greatly. Which was killing two birds with one stone, since gorging himself was already a passion.
Finishing up on the last of the food stands in his vicinity, he stumbled upon a large box with a picture of a banana on it. Licking his lips, he grunted as he pulled his gigantic gut and opened the box. Drooling profusely, he pulled himself within the box, and heavily landed in a large bushel of bananas. Filled with excitement, he gave his stomach a series of hefty smacks. "*Hic* Stomach you have your work *Hic* cut out for you. But for Charlene *Hic* I'll glut everything to the ends of the earth."
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An hour passed as Templeton ate all he could within the box. Banana as well as banana peels would enter down his gullet one by one, greatly expanding his belly with each swallow, as well as filling it up quickly. Bloating so much to the point where his own belly would slosh over him, he resorted to sitting up while eating. With a few more bananas within his belly, the weight proved overwhelming as it once again sloshed on top of him. Soon enough after fifteen swallowed hole bananas, Templeton couldn't take anymore. Extremely passed his quota, the over gorged rat returned to the shed, grunting and releasing fervent hiccups at his greatest feast. Entering the shed and relaxing beside a hay bale, he stretched his limbs as his belly sloshed on top of his legs, only exposing a small trace of digits. Unable to see the entrance in front of him due to its great size, he perked up his ears for the sound of sloshing and possibly hiccups.
Rubbing his glorious stomach, he smiled. "Wait until she *Hic* gets a load of me. I'm sure I wont disappoint."
Within a few minutes, the sound of vociferous sloshing and hiccups erupted from the shed door. As the door creaked open, Templeton was met with the cute sound of her voice. "*Hic* I'm back."
Eager to see his loves transformation, Templeton grunted as Charlene's bulk fiercely landed on his bloated belly. Seeing her cute plump face again made him smile, as well as seeing how much she had grown since they left.
"*Hic* I see someone had a good time. *Hic* My little sugar dumplings turned into a sugar cake."
Templeton moaned with mirth as Charlene rubbed and squeezed at his sloshing bulk. "And my little* Hic* fat rat turned into a big hunk of *Hic* rat. I ate more than you though *Hic*."
"*Hic* Oh no you didn't," he playfully wobbled her belly with a footpaw, while patting his own, "I ate an entire pumpkin."
Charlene giggled, "Well I ate *Hic* a village of pies."
"Well I ate *Hic* a box of donuts."
"Well I ate *Hic* a box of hotdogs."
"Well, I ate *Hic*a bushel…of bananas."
Though it wasn't necessarily all the bananas, it was still a heaping portion. It at least made Charlene proud as she patted his belly. "You really are a fat rat."
"Takes one to know one," he said with a sly grin.
Charlene laying down beside him, Templeton allowed her to snuggle against him, with both their enormous bellies rubbing and sloshing against each other. He giggled as Charlene used his newly more plush bosom as a pillow, and even fluffed it up for her. "I'm so *Hic* happy to have you here Tempy."
"*Hic* I'm happy to have you to, my little sugar dumpling," he cuddled her, "So, *Hic* what'll we do tomorrow?"
"Same *Hic* thing we've been doing. Gorge without stop *Hic* and see how fat we can get."
"Can we do *Hic* do it together though? I *Hic* missed you."
Charlene gave Templeton's titanic gut a hearty smack. "Of course dearest, we'll do it together."
Happy, Templeton cuddled her further. Keeping each other warm, the pair of obese rodents slumbered in blubbery bliss. With bellies bubbling the remainder of the dawn away. Happy to be reunited with Charlene once again, he put as much of his paws around her plump bubbling belly as he could reach. This fair was certainly a rats paradise, but even without it, Templeton didn't doubt in his mind that being with Charlene would feel the same. For once in his life Templeton didn't feel selfish. Never did he think the day would come, where he would love something or someone else, more than food.
