“Brrzzt! Brrzzt!”
Tina groaned as she heard her phone buzz with a new text message - and just as she had her hands full with five bags of groceries. The elephant swung her thick gray hip into the door to her house, popping it open, and hurried to the kitchen, hurriedly putting her food away as quickly as possible so she could check the text. One thing at a time, of course - she wasn’t about to let her ice cream melt before she could put it in the freezer.
Of course, when she finally got a moment to check it, she burst out with a wide grin.
“That horndog,” she thought to herself.
Tina, the pink-haired elephant, had known Buddy Goodboy, the black lab, for years. They ran in the same circles as friends of friends, always cordial at events, but never really getting to know each other. Tina thought Buddy wasn’t into girls, or elephants, for that matter, and the black lab seemed intimidated by her pink hair. He often remarked that the pachyderm should be dating someone incredible, but she thought that was just him being nice.
Then, one night at karaoke night, a fill-in bartender had a heavy hand. Tina picked a song Buddy loved and sang the hell out of it; the black lab then upped the ante by slaying one of the elephant’s favorites. They got in a karaoke-off that lasted the rest of the night, building up a playful, somewhat competitive rapport that had a strong foundation. By the end of the night, Tina was draped over Buddy, the lab enjoying having the much bigger lady hanging on his shoulder… then they went separate ways for the night, preparing to fend off massive hangovers, as they were both responsible enough to not get entangled when they were intoxicated.
Three weeks later, when they were the only two friends to show up for a planned trivia night, Buddy kissed Tina on the cheek after they got dinner together instead. She returned the favor, planting her trunk on the dog’s muzzle. They made out for several minutes before the black lab invited the elephant back to his place, the two of them wasting no time before the dog gnawed off Tina’s bra, gray hands wrapping around black-furred shoulders, the two getting down and dirty, sparing the gory details. Buddy was a bit well-fed for a dog, with a pot belly and thick thighs to match his love handles, but Tina didn’t mind having a bit more to grab and play with. Especially when the dog was one of her few lovers to treat her like a beautiful woman (which she was, of course) instead of a bigger woman to be treated as a novelty or a fetish object, always taking time to praise and appreciate every part of her, from head to toe. (The dog especially loved appreciating her between the legs, which she had absolutely no problem with.)
A well-thought-out date at the local steakhouse went well, but Buddy and Tina were able to mutually agree that they were better off as friends, rather than lovers. They had different love languages and different ideals for a partner the other couldn’t fill. But both immediately added that such a friendship deserved some benefits, and every few weeks, if one or both of them got riled up, the other wouldn’t be far away.
Well, usually. It had been nearly four months since Tina had heard from Buddy. It was an unusually long gap in time for them, especially as the elephant had texted the dog a few times only to get ghosted. She’d have been more frustrated if her friends hadn’t reported the same issue; no one had seen the black canine in months, and no one knew what was up. Honestly, she was relieved to hear from Buddy, not only because she wanted to make sure he was OK but she was feeling like she could use some relief.
“Hey Tina - Buddy. Sorry for long time no talk. Come over whenever if you’re free. Big changes in the last few months. Excited to show you.”
“Buddy! My favorite good boy. Glad to hear from you. Don’t ghost me next time. I can be over in an hour or two, that soon enough for you?”
“Oh gosh, so sorry. I dropped off the grid but it was for a good reason. You’ll be surprised by the personal growth. Could you pick up some food on the way?”
“This better be good. I’m good to pick something up, what were you thinking?”
The first sign to Tina that something was up was the dog’s response in a text message. Buddy asked for three XL pizzas, two large orders of wings, both breadsticks and cinnamon sticks, two 2-liters of soda and a cheesecake. Not a slice - she texted him to ask - but a whole cheesecake. Even on Tina’s worst nights, the elephant didn’t eat half as bad as that - and she was an elephant, meaning she had the appetite and size to warrant such a meal. But, given that Buddy was placing the order and she was just picking it up, that wasn’t too much of a problem.
Though she REALLY wanted to know why, exactly, a chubby pup like Buddy needed enough food to feed a basketball team…
About ninety minutes later, the elephant found her broad arms filled with her friend’s food order, and she struggled to get it all up to his front door. She knocked but heard a muffled voice inside call out that it was unlocked and open. She gladly hip-bumped her way in and found herself walking past Buddy’s new black couch into the kitchen, dropping all of his food on the counter. She went as far as grabbing herself a plate and sniping a slice of pizza and a few wings to enjoy when she paused. Buddy didn’t have a black couch. He had a nice brown leather couch. So what did she walk past?
Tina poked her head back out into the living room to give the couch a second look, and her jaw dropped when it waved at her. Buddy hadn’t gotten a new couch. What was new was the dog was the size of a new couch. It was hard to eyeball guess exactly how much weight he’d put on, and Tina had no interest in even trying to guess. All she knew was the chubby pup she’d schtup a few times a month was no longer just chubby but massive. Honestly, he was bigger than some of her family members. Which was honestly pretty impressive for a canine. She took a moment to drink him in, since his proud, beaming smile and his relaxed pose seemed intended for her to do exactly that. His love handles spread across the couch’s two cushions and made loose, ginger contact with the furniture’s armrests, showing off their sheer size just by existing, hanging low and filling the cushions. They revealed the sheer size of his belly, the edges sloping across his lap and filling it, his tree-trunk legs forced apart by the sheer bulk between them, hanging halfway to the floor off the cushions. Buddy’s face was pure flab, his cheeks pressed up by his shoulders and neck converging around them - well, the tire ring of fat that sat where his neck used to, at least. His arms were like flabby hamhocks and the way they sat on each side of the couch’s rear cushions only showed off how thick and rounded they were - creases and rolls showed at his elbows and shoulders with the slightest movement, his paws having swollen in the process to where each pawpad was pressing against another, no space left between them. His moobs were massive and jiggly, Tina’s first thought being that she wasn’t sure if her own elephant-sized bras would cover them fully. They only avoided drooping far to the sides thanks to the dog’s gut splaying in both directions providing some support, though their depth made it clear how big they really were.
Tina just stood there, jaw dropped, as she looked over the new Buddy. He was a behemoth of a black lab, his sheer bulk on display, and things got even more revealing when he went to get up and hug her. She watched as he had to gradually scoot his flabby rear end to the edge of the couch, one little shift after another, the effort of which as he clutched the armrests and pushed making him pant on its own. Once his belly was free from the cushions, it acted as a sort of ballast, and the dog needed three rocking motions back and forth before he could get off his ass and stand freely. It took him another few seconds to catch his breath and recover just from that, but he had a huge grin on his face the whole time and gladly wrapped Tina in a warm, soft, squishy hug.
“So, Buddy, did you get a new haircut?”
Tina’s icebreaker, as she truly didn’t know what else to say, made both of them burst out laughing.
“Oh, you know, just a little change here and there,” Buddy joked back, though his smile was fading a little and his panting returned. “Mind if I sit back down? Still getting my sea legs, so to speak.”
Tina nodded and the black lab gladly threw himself back onto the couch. The pink-haired elephant, in return, took the recliner, swiveling it so they were looking at each other. She was overwhelmed by these changes, but then again, she always thought Buddy could use some meat on his bones. Then again to her then again, of course, she knew she was a pachyderm, and her elephantine size made her think most furs could use some meat on their bones. Still, as someone accustomed to being the biggest in the room, it was charming, even attractive, for him to outclass even her own size. At the very least, it had been a while since she’d met anyone other than a hippo, elephant or rhino who even came close to rivaling her size.
Buddy got straight down to business. He was a big fan of the elephant. He was a big fan of bigger furs in general, but had never thought about being one himself. Until he realized, simply… what if he just went for it anyway? So… he did. He doubled his portions at every meal, added on two desserts a day and threw in some weight gain shakes for the hell of it. But even though he was getting fatter, it wasn’t at a pace he liked. Meaning he wanted to go further and faster. So he just… ate. He made it a daily goal to wake up and not stop eating until he fell asleep. Then he found pills online that would even more rapidly enhance his weight gain, and, well, after another few months of that…
“Well, it certainly worked,” Tina offered. “You’re fatter than half of my family.” Buddy’s eyes went wide with joy and his smile turned upward immediately.
“Really? You really mean that? I’m so proud, Tina,” he gushed. “Honestly, I wanted to see if I could get elephant-sized. And I did! You have no idea how fulfilling that is to hear.”
“Not as full-filling as I imagine your diet has been recently,” Tina joked in response, drawing a chuckle from the dog - whose gut then churned audibly. “This explains why you’ve been off the grid, you’ve just been eating the whole time! Speaking of which, I’ll go grab the food for you,” Tina continued.
Tina was more than a little surprised when Buddy’s next move was, once he got the first pizza in his paws, to roll it up like a burrito and eat it in giant, desperate doggish bites. He scarfed down thousands of calories in a minute… then went on for the next pizza, washing it down by chugging an entire 2-liter in a single go. While it was a pretty ridiculous display of gluttony, Tina couldn’t help but be surprised and even somewhat impressed, if only because of the dog’s sheer determined and proud nature in doing so. He’d really turned himself into a pure fatass with no way back to his merely overweight former self. It was even enough for her to get interested in seeing what their usual extracurricular activities would be like, now that he was fatter than her. Once there was a break in the action - Buddy was catching his breath after eating so fast it felt like a workout - the elephant took the opportunity in front of her.
“So, big dog,” she flirted, “would you mind throwing around that bulk so I can see what you’ve done to yourself?”
Buddy’s ears perked up and he panted a bit more, this time out of excitement (though his stuffed gut didn’t help matters much).
“Sure thing, Tina,” he grunted as he restarted the process of rocking and wobbling his way out of his seat - even harder this time around due to the sheer amount of food filling his stomach. “I’m excited to show you what a well-fed dog can do.”
Tina giggled as Buddy tried to look sophisticated and charming as he teetered to his footpaws uncertainly, trying to mask resting his paw against the wall as a flirtatious come-on as much as it was an opportunity for him to try to catch up with the hundreds of pounds of fat freshly caked onto his body. Tina couldn’t help herself; the elephant got up from the recliner and pushed Buddy against the wall, her gray skin pressing up against his black-furred flab, her hands reaching to explore doggy flesh. She started with his belly, sifting through it like sand, letting it flow around and over her arms as she dug deep, wanting to see exactly how far he’d purposely let himself go. It was alluring, if not fascinating, as she moved to his hips and love handles, grabbing the sides of his belly and shaking them to make his whole gut ripple. Then she sunk her arms as far around his back as she could, pressing herself against him, letting his flab ensconce hers somewhat and watching as it pressed and wrapped around the wall under the slightest pressure. Tina was surprised this got her hot and bothered, but she simply kissed Buddy and took his paw with her hand, leading him into the bedroom.
“You won’t be disappointed,” Buddy promised as she laid down in his bed, which had already been reinforced and even then showed signs of struggle from dealing with the obese canine. Tina pulled off her clothes, sitting there alluringly in a bra and panties, and used her trunk to indicate to the dog that he could come on over and get things started. He grinned, still panting, and waddled the few steps to the side of the bed, but couldn’t come closer than the edge not wanting to collapse it fully. Even lifting his black-furred belly and dropping it onto the bed caused the mattress to creak, so it was clear to both furs that laying together would likely lead to catastrophe.
Tina smirked at that revelation as she shifted to the end of the bed, sitting her feet on the ground and positioning herself under the canine’s massive gut. He looked incredible from this angle, a heaving fatass with layers and folds of fat from head to toe, his eyes narrowed and his muzzle upturned in a sharp grin amid layers of chins and folds and dimples. The elephant unhooked her bra and batted her eyebrows at the dog, ready for him to assume the position, to which he smiled, grabbed his drooping gut, lifted it with both paws and dropped it directly onto her own.
Tina gasped and tried to regain her breath after that, but Buddy saw how much of a difference his newly boulderous belly meant for their relations and only got more excited. The canine was clumsy and heavy as he reached down and brushed Tina’s face with a paw before reaching down and exploring her body (as much as he could, given that his gut was covering a significant portion of her below her chest). She in turn reached up and began stroking and rubbing his belly and his love handles, as far as she could reach, finding herself surprisingly enthralled by the dog’s sheer bulk. They rubbed and massaged at first, then went for more tender and sensitive areas, which only got them more interested in moving things forward. Tina hurriedly removed her bra and reached down to pull off her panties, while Buddy was nude, his sheer fat enough to keep him decent. Even now it seemed his cock was all but buried, though he did seem to exhale when Tina felt some movement between her legs.
“Come on, big guy, show me what you can do,” she called out, causing the dog to pant harder. Buddy started thrusting as much as he could, his entire body lurching back and forth as he shifted forward and back. His gut caught air and his moobs wobbled with every thrust, Tina gasping at the feeling of his heavy body covering so much of it. It was like he was a massive, living blanket and she felt an unexpected but not unwelcome warmth as he covered her bottom half. Sure, it wasn’t what she expected when Buddy hit her up, but it was a worthwhile experience. An elephant-sized dog. What a revelation!
Buddy kept whining and panting as he humped away, and while she didn’t feel any penetration, Tina didn’t mind getting all but smothered by the canine. His folds and rippling heft were weighing her down and the sensation was something new to her - the big elephant finally got to feel small compared to a lover, for the first time in her life, and it opened up something new and sensual as she continued to let him stay in control. She began to feel hot, then her loins started twitching. Not wanting Buddy to know he wasn’t nearly as in control as he thought he was, she reached her trunk down below his flab and dug until she found his buried cock, stroking and rubbing it as much as she could given her vantage point. At the same time, she snuck a hand downstairs and fingered herself to only heighten the heat in her groin, her fingers quickly shifting as the sight of big fat Buddy only got more and more alluring to her with every thrust. Buddy’s eyes were closed now, Tina’s contact with his cock sending him to another dimension, and the black lab grunted and groaned as he slowed his humping, just as Tina yowled and moaned, having pushed herself over the edge with her fingers on top of Buddy’s bulk.
The dog was nearing his own peak as he looked down and grinned, seemingly confusing Tina’s trunk reaching his cock for her more… sensitive areas. The black dog’s humping quickened and he moaned as Tina felt some wetness on her trunk and the dog chose that moment to call out. “God, Tina, I love fucking you, you’re so fucking hot,” he moaned. “I love being inside you.”
“Buddy, you haven’t been inside me at all,” Tina honestly responded. “That was my trunk reaching for your junk.”
Buddy’s eyes went wide and even as his thrusting slowed, the dog barked and moaned, his focus unsettling and his body shuddering as he stepped back, his gut freeing Tina from her temporary prison as it slid back to sitting on top of his thighs with a thud. It was clear from the dripping between the dog’s waist that it had been a while since he’d managed to relieve himself.
“Buddy. Buddy,” Tina said, trying to hold back giggles, “did… did you really just cum because I told you you were too fat to fuck me?”
The dog was trying to recollect himself after the most exercise he’d gotten in a month.
“Huff… huff… maybe,” Buddy grunted out. “But who knows if I’m too fat to fuck you? We could try again.”
Tina couldn’t help herself.
“Yeah, but you lie back on the bed this time,” the elephant teased, lifting her trunk. “I’ll do some digging.”