Special Promotion - Part 24 (Patreon)

DOUBLE POST WOOT WOOT! Oh no, Diane's got a camera. DIANE WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT CAMERA?

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Nothing lasts forever, not even kisses. When Diane pulled away Jenny could swear the rabbit was as red in the face as she was. She managed a weak grin and Diane returned it, before pressing a finger to the mouse’s lips.

“I’ll be right back.” Diane said, pulling herself off of the mouse and straightening up. “I’ve got a surprise for you.” Jenny let herself sink back into her little nest of pillows while the rabbit padded quietly out of the room. A surprise? She had enough to think about as it was. Yeah, Jenny thought, we’re definitely girlfriends. People who weren’t girlfriends definitely didn’t kiss like that.

With that question answered in Jenny’s mind, it wasn’t long before Diane reappeared, this time holding something new. The rabbit had a slightly fancy looking camera in her hand - slightly fancy because she wasn’t just using her phone, which everyone else did when they wanted to record something. These days to own a video camera which was expressly made for taping something, meant one intended to tape something in good quality. Jenny narrowed her eyes. She had a feeling she knew where this was going.

“Alright!” Diane said, flipping the video recorder open, “It’s time to earn your stay, piggy! All this food isn’t cheap.”

Jenny raised her eyebrows. “You get a subsidy from Sifton for keeping me.”

“Maybe I do,” the rabbit replied coyly, hiding one eye behind the camera, “maybe I don’t. Maybe I spent a week getting your new website all set up. Want to see?” For a moment, Diane pulled the camera away, long enough to dig her phone out of her pocket. After a few seconds of navigating its display, Diane held her phone out to Jenny.

Mouse or Pig? Let’s find out! The website declared loudly. It was a streaming website for people who gained or stuffed themselves on camera. There was a chat and a streaming window which was offline. Already people were lining up in chat, it appeared Diane had announced a show was starting tonight and a few curious patrons of the site were busy speculating about who the newcomer could be.

“Look at that!” Diane grinned, “You’ve got fans already. And they don’t even know how much of a pig you are!”

Jenny blushed, her ears folding back a little bit. “A streaming service? You really need the money that badly?”

The rabbit laughed. “No,” she said, smiling. “But I know you. I know you sometimes wonder what it would have been like to work as a mascot. All those people looking at you eat yourself to immobility. I know it makes you flushed and hot in places you can’t even reach anymore.” She added with a grin. “I thought I might bring some of that magic into our home. Give the internet a show. Let them watch you eat until you can’t move, and then eat some more.”

A smile found itself on Jenny’s face. Diane was trying to make her happy. “You don’t have to do that. To be with you was the right choice, I’ve never doubted it.” The mouse said.

“I know.” Diane’s voice was soft and sweet now. The voice she used when she wasn’t Jenny’s owner and feeder, but when she was Jenny’s dearest friend. “But I want you to have both. And you will.” Her voice changed again as she straightened up, back to something more commanding. “Otherwise you’ll have no dinner tonight! I bought a ton of burgers and only good piggies get to eat them.” Jenny grinned.

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The stream of Mouse or Pig turned on suddenly.

“Welcome to Mouse or Pig!” A light, feminine voice could be heard coming through the video camera’s microphone. The camera itself focused in on a pile of burgers - not just any burgers, massive burgers. The kind of burgers that were by themselves a meal. “Where we answer the eternal question, is it a mouse? Or is it a pig?” The camera shifted from the platter of massive burgers towards a mouse. What could charitably be described as a mouse, that is. Not many people had ever seen a mouse this big, the species was supposed to be petite, after all. Something about their evolution requiring them to be able to squeeze through small spaces meant most of the species remained slender, but this one? This one looked like she’d have trouble squeezing through a double wide door. “Introducing, Jenny!”

Standing as she was, Jenny’s stomach leaned on the floor and she leaned on her stomach. Just the exertion of getting to her feet had left her winded, sweat streaked down the side of her face. She wasn’t wearing clothes, it was a long time since Jenny had possessed anything that fit her. Anything except her collar, which sat comfortably around her neck of course. She was utterly massive, and blushing intently.

“You -huff- had to -puff- use my real -huff- name?” Jenny managed between wheezing breaths.

Diane just grinned behind the camera. Now that Jenny was in shot, new people were pouring into the stream. Donations started coming in too, people wanted to keep this going. They wanted to keep the camera on Jenny. They wanted to see more of this absolute whale of a mouse. Diane would have a field day reading the comments to her after the stream, but for now it was show time. “Now now, Jenny. You’re too big to hide from the world. Can you imagine it? What if your old friends are watching? Hmm? Your family?”

That provoked a reaction. Instantly Jenny’s cheeks went beet red and she made a feeble effort to cover herself up. She really was standing stark naked for all the internet to see. And there was something about it that was incredibly hot. She shuddered at the thought and shook her head. Jenny opened her mouth to say something, she thought she might protest. But she didn’t want to. Her friends and family probably wouldn’t be watching. But enough strangers would be and that made the warmth between her legs even stronger. Her stomach growled.

“Ah yes,” Diane said, “On to the main event then? Jenny, you can have as many burgers as you like. But every burger you eat will be under the watchful eye of our viewers. You can tap out at any time, but will you go hungry for your pride? Or make a pig out of yourself?” Her voice was a purr again. Diane was enjoying this as much as Jenny was.

It took the better part of a few minutes but Jenny was able to drag herself to where Diane had arranged the platter of burgers on one of the bigger tables she owned. Every motion was a struggle for Jenny, walking by itself was bad enough at her weight but the sheer size of her gut provided logistical problems that only exacerbated it. Weighed down by hundreds of pounds of blubber the mouse-turned-cow’s waddle was slow and deliberate. She had to straighten her back enough that her stomach no longer sat firmly on the ground so that she didn’t fight the traction of the massive furry orb. To do that, she had to grab as much of her stomach as she could and physically heft it up. That alone required a few attempts as having gained so much over such a relatively short amount of time, Jenny was incredibly out of shape. She simply didn’t have the muscle mass to move such a huge amount of stomach around easily. Panting, gasping for air and flushed bright red in the face, as soon as her stomach was off the ground she would shuffle forward. Both legs fought with her own mass, thighs rubbing against each other down to the knee and pushing against the lower part of her stomach for any forward momentum. Holding her stomach up off the ground as she was, Jenny couldn’t really see very well either and she didn’t want to risk bumping into the table. She would go slowly, but she wasn’t sure she could go any slower and still get there. Finally, sweat soaking her sides, Jenny managed to make it to the table. She dropped her gut back down to the ground with a resounding thud. It gurgled loudly. She was hungry. She was very hungry. And at the moment, she didn’t care who saw it.

While the internet watched through the glass lens on Diane’s video camera, Jenny picked up a burger and stuffed it whole into her mouth.