An Abundant Valentines p5 (Patreon)

After her last stream conventional work became somewhat untenable for the massively overweight skunk – she couldn't fit behind the wheel of her car for a start. The last time she tried, Jenny had just managed to squeeze her massive gut into the driver's seat of the car when, seat fully adjusted backwards, she found herself pressed so tightly against the horn that it started going off. She hadn't even managed to climb all the way in and, sweating and panting, the skunk pulled herself back in humiliated defeat. If she was going to get to work she'd need to be loaded into the back of a van like some kind of livestock and it was just too much to think about. So the skunk waddled and huffed her way back into her house, thanking her lucky stars that her front door was double wide while her neighbours wandered into their front yards to stare at the commotion. And so the couch that she had started to sit on for convenience was soon becoming where she spent the majority of her day gorging in delight, guilty pleasure smeared across her cheeks in the form of a blush, streaming her art to an audience that no longer seemed to care that valentines day was well over. They still sent her gifts all the same. One member of her audience suggested donations be sent in for every box of chocolates Jenny consumed on stream and, not one to back from a challenge, Jenny wholeheartedly accepted. Every day during stream she pushed her stomach to the limit, not stopping until it was groaning and rumbling, red stretch marks forming along the most tender parts of her skin. It mattered less and less that she had lost her old job, her new one was much more fun and, as it turned out, paid even better. It was nearly a month after valentines day that the skunk, completely transformed from the small chubby thing that she had once been, stood, panting in front of the camera, her belly bulging out feet in front of her and hanging mere inches from the ground. She looked as though she could hold five of the old her in her stomach alone, chubby paws grasping and groping at her mountainous gut just to hold it aloft and ease the strain of her gut. Her cheeks had blossomed into large wobbling mounds that were ever present on the edges of her vision as she smiled shyly at the camera.

“Well, I know I've gained a few pounds heh... happy valentines day.”