Yet another gluttonous night began to unfold as Templeton and Charlene ravaged the fairgrounds together in gluttonous harmony. Both finding it rather difficult (Templeton more than Charlene) to support their newly over gorged bodies, it was a relief that they would glut together tonight. Both rats took turns scaling high places, then showering the food to the ground for the over to wolf down. Thankfully there were also a plethora of sweets and snacks to eat already located on the floor for easy access. It was so far a glorious final night for the both of them, one Templeton wouldn't want to end. Food and Charlene, what more could he ask for.
Tipping over a trash can, Templeton landed with a heavy squelch as a plethora of food rolled out onto the fair grounds. "Here you are, fresh out of the garbage."
Charlene's corpulence wobbled as she giggled, "Why thank you my good rat."
Templeton scarfed down a leftover sandwich, "You're quite welcome my sweet."
Their stomachs spilling across the ground as they relaxed, both rats blithely continued engorging themselves with much relish. Templeton thinking of the next thing he could lay his paws on, and Charlene, of less gluttonous matters. "It's too bad this would be our last night here."
"It doesn't have to be," Templeton placed a paw to his belly after devouring a slab of pie. "We could live here forever."
Charlene giggled and poked his belly, "If we did you probably would be immobile in a week."
Templeton snickered, lifting as much of his belly as he could, he released, allowing it to slosh and wobble about. The thought of him being immobile sparked an interest to see how much more monumentally big he'd have to get it, just to reach such a point. "And what about you? Don't tell me you wouldn't be immobile in a week, you're just as much a glutton as I am."
"I think I have more self control though. So give it, at least two weeks, hahaha."
"Well I love you no matter how big you get." Leaning beside her, he moved a piece of cake into position of her mouth. Noticing, she gradually opened wide, allowing him to indulge her with food, whilst patting her stomach with his other paw.
Feeding her share, Charlene did the same with Templeton, until a good thirty minutes later the two of them finished all the trash can had to offer. Continuing to fatten up more than they could comprehend, they eagerly searched for their next meal, traversing the fair grounds like snakes after eating a pair of obese cats. The continuous nose of sloshing and burbles never ceased to make the duo giggle. They would even debate on whose belly could slosh the loudest. Something to pass the time until they would stuff their faces once again.
Strangely however, food seemed a bit more scarce to come by. Which was rather frightening since it was a fair. Also, Charlene noticed a couple trash cans were knocked over and completely deprived of any edible trash. Noticing this, she told Templeton.
"That's strange. This was just up the previous night, and the humans always pick them up again to be filled with more garbage."
Templeton scoffed, "So they forgot to do it one night, that's nothing to get worried over my sweet."
"But don't you smell the air? Everything here was still rather fresh, and we didn't visit this part of the fair tonight."
Realizing the truth in her words, Templeton gulped with nervousness. "I-it's okay dear. N-nothings going to happen."
Templeton's slight trembling at the thought of something else at the fair caused his blubbery body to slosh about rather furiously.
"Why are you so frightened," asked Charlene.
"W-well, you know, something else might be here. And we aren't exactly in running shape."
It wasn't difficult for Charlene to keep her composure. "Yes, something else might indeed be here, but that doesn't mean it's something bad."
"W-well how could it be s-something good? Do you smell a w-walking p-pizza monster or something?"
"I don't know about pizza monsters, but I do smell something familiar."
Sniffing the around, Charlene's attention was directed toward a trash can which had yet to be tipped over. Noticing it's shaking around, Templeton decided to make a break for it, but not before squeaking in pain as Charlene held him back by his corpulent scruff. Filled with dejavu, the doe needed to know what that familiar smell was. It didn't take long until a voice was heard echoing from within the can.
"Mmm, what delectable delicacies. But where are the potatoes?"
"I know that voice," whispered Charlene.
"What are you mumbling about," said Templeton frantically, "Whatever's in there is hungry and will undoubtedly eat us!"
Suddenly, the trash can tipped over with a loud bang, revealing an enormously well rounded fat albino ferret who's body jiggled and squelched furiously as it hit the ground. "Oooh, I knew that pineapple wouldn't settle well when leaving that trash can."
"A ferret," Templeton shrieked in horror. "Run for it Charlene! It just ate, it can't catch us!"
"Templeton."
"I'll hold it off while you get going!"
"Templeton."
"Why aren't you running!"
"Templeton! Shut up!"
Taken aback by her words, Templeton horror was set aside for a moment; replaced by surprise. "Shut up? Why shut up?"
Grabbing the fat rat by the ear, like a mother scolding her child, she moved his chubby face in the ferret's direction. "I know her, she's a friend."
"Really," said Templeton raising an eyebrow.
Lifting herself back to her haunches while Templeton screamed frantically, the ferret waddled over to the two rats, as well as Charlene over to her. "Charlene? Is that my little girl Charlene?"
"Mama Pip."
Holding each other in a warm wobbling embrace, both of the corpulent critters sunk into each others arms. Or, more notably, Charlene sunk into Pip's soft-massive belly. The ferret standing a head taller merely patted her plump back, as much of it undulated the rest of her body and gently sloshed it about.
"Goodness dear, you sure have grown since last I've seen you. Certainly not the same tiny little peach I've known from back in the day."
Charlene chuckled, "You have to remember mama Pip, I wasn't so tiny back in the day either. You're looking as wonderful as ever though."
Pip's belly violently sloshed as she gave it a series of smacks. "Hahaha, you have to give all the credit to this stomach of mine. It doesn't know when to call it quits. Nope, aint a fatter ferret to ever walked this earth." Averting her attention to Templeton, the timid rat stood slightly trembling, while rubbing his paws together as if he were cold.
Noticing Pip's attention to him, she quickly came by his side. "Don't be rude, say hello," she whispered in his ear, while pushing him forward. "Mama Pip, this here is Templeton, a wonderful friend whom I wanted to share the whole fair experience with."
Reluctant to meet this enormous ferret, he made Charlene's job of pushing him over to her a tad more difficult by leaning backwards. Still, he soon came face to face with the large creature. Being frightened of predators all his life, like any normal rat would, a ferret bloated up to the size of a beach ball, let alone Charlene's friend, was no exception.
Suddenly, Pip wrapped herself around him like she did Charlene, only her superior weight and strength crushed him some. "Hello there Templeton. You must've been the one screamin' like a little mouseling. All that hootin' and hollerin' about me eating you both and what not. I'd figure a big boy like you would be less afraid."
Releasing Templeton, the rat gasped for air, and looking up to the ferret, he backed away some. Analyzing him further, Pip gave a sly grin. The menacing look in her eyes twisting the rat's opinion of what Charlene called a friend. "I must say though, you certainly are a whole lot of rat; so much meat," she licked her lips, "Looks pretty tasty." She patted her belly again. "Mmm, yes, I can certainly make a days meal out of you."
Squeaking in fright, the fat rat waddled back to Charlene. Patting his head to comfort him, she giggled, "Oh Pip, you're such a tease."
Whispering something in her ear, Charlene nodded to Templeton, as he walked off to the fairgrounds. Walking over to the large ferret, Pip tilted her head. "Hehe, I don't think he likes me much."
"It's not that, he's just afraid is all. He's really nice once you get to know him. Hehe, kind of a baby at times though; whines and complains whenever he's not stuffing something in his mouth."
"Well he doesn't have to worry about that now. By the looks of it he's really enjoying himself. And so are you," Pip poked Charlene's belly.
"More than enjoying myself."
"I'm sure. That's a whole lot of rat to handle," Pip patted Charlene's belly, "I suppose in the spring this'll be filled with more than just food, if you catch my drift."
Blushing, the doe gently slapped Pip's paw away, "Quit teasing, now's not the time to talk of such things."
"And why not? You love him enough to bring him here. Does he love you back?"
"Of course he does. He misses me when I'm not around, and he's happy that I appeared in his life."
"Aww, the wittle watties are in wove," said Pip in what she found was a cute baby voice.
"Stop it," Charlene chortled, "He might hear you."
"Oh nonsense, he's too busy stuffing that sandwich down his gullet. He really can eat. Well, it's nice seeing you've finally found the rat of your dreams. He loves you, adores you, happy to have you in his life, and has a passion for gluttony."
Giving another hug to Charlene, Pip rubbed her head fur. "Well dear, I'll leave the two of you be, since he'll miss you if I keep you for myself. Take care of him, keep him well fed, and dear?"
"Yes mama Pip?"
"Don't you dare not tell me about those grandkids of mine. I'll have to show them the ropes when the time comes."
"Haha, I think Templeton and I could do that."
"Well, still, don't deny an aging ferret giving future grandchildren an education. I'll keep in touch dear, you know where to find me. Don't hesitate to visit also."
"Will do mama Pip." This time, Charlene patted the ferret's belly. "You take care of yourself, try practicing a little self control when you're done would you? You know what happened last time."
Pip's enormous gut wobbled as she exploded in laughter, "Trust me dear, repeating that day would be a dream come true. But very well, I'll try not to explode tonight. Good bye dear, and take care."
Giving each other one final hug, the rat and ferret parted ways; Charlene waddling over to Templeton and Pip holding her belly high, playing it like a drum and singing the raccoons celebratory song after a hearty meal.
Gulping down the final pickle within a large jar, Templeton patted his enormous gut, smiling at Charlene's return. "Had a good chat did you?"
"Yes, and I see you're having all the fun without me."
"I know, sorry," Templeton held his head downcast, fiddling around with his paws atop of his belly. "I would've liked to get to know her, it's just…I get scarred kinda easily when it comes to predators. If we had more time to get to know each other I'm sure we could be…friends."
Charlene smiled, "Well that's great, because she'll be visiting us quite a bit in the future."
"What," Templeton squeaked in fright, "w-w-what do you mean v-visiting?"
"You'll see what I mean later on," she picked up a half eaten hotdog. "Until then Tempy, just open wide and relax."
