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He idly gazed over, he was tempted to ignore it until the customer arrived to collect it, and claim he was too busy to get it ready prior. Customers never turned up on time anyway so he didn’t really care. He twiddled his hooves, determined to not start working yet, until one his eyes caught sight of the order, noticing it was way more text than usual. He did a double take then nearly slipped off the counter. The order was absolutely massive.\n\n“Fuck!” he jumped to his feet and got a better look at the screen. It was over 20,000 yen, one of the biggest single orders he’d ever seen. It was for several of the biggest size of kebab they offer, the Ultra Mega. It had mixed doner, red doner and chicken shawarma, quadrupled, added halloumi, fries and deep fried, it was a beast. \n\n“Must be a big party or something,” he thought out loud as he began shearing meat off of meat obelisks.\n\nAfter a solid 20 minutes of prep he wiped sweat off his brow and looked over at the pile of kebabs. He was impressed with his work, each of the bloated kebabs were wrapped neatly on the counter.\n\n“Better fucking turn up, this is a lot of food to waste, dad’ll be pissed if we don’t get paid,” he moaned as he started placing them into a plastic carrier bag.\n\nHe went back to waiting around, but with a bit of a nervous feeling. It’s not like he could eat even one of these bad boy kebabs with his little frame. He looked at the clock and let out a sigh then suddenly there was a little ding of the shop door opening. He looked around and there she was, a wonderfully large kitsune with snow white fur and long silver hair. She had double striking purple iris, a variation on Saraka’s own four separate eyes. Her hips were so wide it took her some effort to squeeze them through the door, followed by her many gigantic fluffy white tails. Her gut stuck out in front of her and wobbled gently with each step, as did her big breasts. Saraka’s jaw dropped, he couldn’t look away from the enormous belly barely contained in the gothic dress before him. She was, quite, stunning.\n\n“Hey big mama, all these for you?” he said whilst struggling to hold up the bag of kebabs.\n\n“Yes. Fancied a snack,” she took out her purse and handed the cash to the giddy goat. Her paws were chubby with extra soft beans.\n\n“Hungry much?” Saraka couldn’t help but tease whilst he put the cash away in the till and gave her a receipt and a handwipe.\n\n“Famished,” she was blunt and to the point, Saraka liked this.\n\nThe big kitsune took the bag of kebabs and squeezed past the counter to the small seating area. It was pretty dirty, she pulled a bit of a face. Saraka came over and cleaned the table down and took some discarded packaging away. Despite her size, she was high maintenance, perfect hair, perfect makeup and expensive clothes.\n\nThere was audible strain when her large behind made contact with the chair. She shoved the table across, allowing more room for her belly, it was still shoved tightly against it however. Her multiple tails added to her overall size. She took up so much space in the tiny kebab shop. She grabbed the first kebab and unwrapped it, holding it up to her nose she sniffed it, the meaty aroma, chilli sauce and garlic mayo was tantalising. She took a hearty bite, her eyes lit up with pleasure. It was delicious and decadent, exactly what she wanted. Saraka watched her intently as the fox scarfed the huge kebab down. She made short work of it then moved onto the next one.\n\n“You enjoying the kebabs, Clear?”\n\nShe stopped for a moment and looked over at the goat, who gestured to the order terminal to explain why he knew her name.\n\n“Yes. They are wonderful. So what’s your name then, kebab goat?”\n\n“Saraka, innit!”\n\n“Hello Saraka, you make very nice kebabs,” she returned to eating them, enjoying every bite as the greasy food slid down her throat and filled her belly up.\n\nShe quickly made short work of the fourth kebab and moved onto the fifth. Her upper belly swelled, becoming taunt as it sat on top of her soft squishy lower belly. She was entirely focused on stuffing her face, not paying any attention to the goat staring at her. Not that Saraka was trying to be a creep or anything, he literally had nowhere else to look but the almighty massive kitsune in front of him. Before he knew it he had a boner, hidden behind the counter. It throbbed with excitement. He rubbed his legs against it as he tried his best to ignore it. Clear then let out a burp, barely between bites of her kebabs. This drove Saraka crazy, his dick was rock hard. Saraka slipped his hoof down his shorts and started enjoying himself. Trying his best to look as normal as possible.\n\nFinally Clear had finished her feast. Eight massive kebabs devoured in barely over forty minutes. She panted, out of breath as she shifted her stuffed belly. She looked for a moment like she might throw up, but just let out another burp. \n\n “Would you like some baklava?” \n\nShe looked over to see the goat carrying a box of the tiny rich honey soaked pastries. She knew it was a bad idea to eat more, she was already full to the brim. But her gluttony took hold, she blocked out the pain and discomfort and the deep hunger she always felt came rushing back. \n\nMaybe Saraka could tell Clear’s current state by her pleading expression. She was overstuffed but still wanted more. He held the baklava up to her lips and gently shoved it in. For a moment he wondered if she’d get annoyed with him for being a creep, but she took it, despite no words being said, they were on the same wavelength. Saraka wanted to feed his big mama and she wanted to be fed. She was exhausted from the kebabs, she didn’t want to do anymore work, rather just sit back and have more food shoved into her throat.\n\nHe kept pushing the sweet treats into the kitsune’s maw. He looked at her overstretched belly as it pushed itself further, making it a question of which baklava would be the one too many. They kept going though. He kept feeding her and she kept eating. He started to stroke her belly, her snowy fur was wonderfully soft. All their eyes locked in an intimate moment as Saraka with some effort shoved the final baklava into Clear’s maw. \n\n“Want anything else?” Saraka asked.\n\n“I think that’ll do me for now. Thank you,” Clear gipped a little.\n\nSaraka stood back, forgetting himself for a moment, his erect cock pushed against his shorts like a tent. Clear bit her lip at its impressive size.\n\n“Let me, pay you back, for the treats,” a plump tentacle emerged from the kitsune’s back and reached for Saraka’s pants, pulling them down to reveal his thick member.\n\nClear’s eyes lit up. It had been a while since she’d seen such a nice cock. Her tentacle wrapped around it with a gentle tightness then started pumping. Saraka stood there enthralled at the experience, \n\nIt barely looked like it took Clear any effort, as she lazily lent back in her chair, more concerned with settling her over full stomach. The tentacle almost seemed like a separate sentient creature, with a mind of its own. Saraka looked at every inch of Clear’s big body, taking in the heft despite it being contained within a big gothic dress. He imagined what she might look nude, he got excited at the possibility of if she had stretch marks.\n\nThen Saraka’s cock spurted a fountain of hot cum. He orgasmed hard, full of pleasure but a little upset it was over with already. The cum coated the tentacle, Clear retracted it and brought it to her lips, she licked the cum off. One final treat.\n\nSaraka panted heavily. That was one of the best tentacle jobs he’d ever had. He pulled his pants back up and looked satisfied. \n\n“I best get going. Would you be a darling and help me out?” Clear’s expanded belly jammed her between the table and chair. She held out a chubby paw to him.\n\n“Sure thing, big mama,” he grabbed her paw and helped her up, her heft was intense. After much effort she was free and standing. \n\n“Thank you,” she huffed and neatened her dress up. \n\n“Oh! Before you go,” he ran over to the counter and grabbed a card and started stamping it.\n\n“Huh?” she looked over and wondered if he was about to bring out more food for her, which she knew she’d not refuse and likely vomit all over.\n\n“Here’s a loyalty card, you bought plenty, so you’ve already earned a free kebab!” the goat handed her it.\n\n“I’ll be sure to make use of this,” she looked at it then put it away in her purse. She waved at the goat.\n\nHe waved back and got a good view of her jiggly booty as she left the store.\n\n“Dang. She’s fine,” he thought to himself as he returned to leaning against the countertop, waiting for the next order.\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "In the busy demonic city of Hikaito there is a tiny little kebab shop hidden underneath a railway bridge. Inside the demon goat Saraka was busy leaning over the counter, bored out of his mind. Music blared out of tinny speakers, the only thing keeping him from dozing off. He was taking care of his parents' kebab shop, as he did every Thursday whilst they gallivanted about town. He was a tiny guy really, just 4ft 10” and light as a feather. He had shaggy black hair, dark grey fur with lighter grey at the bottom half of his face continuing down to the top part of his chest. He wore a blue bandana, a blue jacket with pink trim.

Just as his four eyes were about to shut as sleep began to take hold, a chime played from the clunky order terminal. He idly gazed over, he was tempted to ignore it until the customer arrived to collect it, and claim he was too busy to get it ready prior. Customers never turned up on time anyway so he didn’t really care. He twiddled his hooves, determined to not start working yet, until one his eyes caught sight of the order, noticing it was way more text than usual. He did a double take then nearly slipped off the counter. The order was absolutely massive.

“Fuck!” he jumped to his feet and got a better look at the screen. It was over 20,000 yen, one of the biggest single orders he’d ever seen. It was for several of the biggest size of kebab they offer, the Ultra Mega. It had mixed doner, red doner and chicken shawarma, quadrupled, added halloumi, fries and deep fried, it was a beast.

“Must be a big party or something,” he thought out loud as he began shearing meat off of meat obelisks.

After a solid 20 minutes of prep he wiped sweat off his brow and looked over at the pile of kebabs. He was impressed with his work, each of the bloated kebabs were wrapped neatly on the counter.

“Better fucking turn up, this is a lot of food to waste, dad’ll be pissed if we don’t get paid,” he moaned as he started placing them into a plastic carrier bag.

He went back to waiting around, but with a bit of a nervous feeling. It’s not like he could eat even one of these bad boy kebabs with his little frame. He looked at the clock and let out a sigh then suddenly there was a little ding of the shop door opening. He looked around and there she was, a wonderfully large kitsune with snow white fur and long silver hair. She had double striking purple iris, a variation on Saraka’s own four separate eyes. Her hips were so wide it took her some effort to squeeze them through the door, followed by her many gigantic fluffy white tails. Her gut stuck out in front of her and wobbled gently with each step, as did her big breasts. Saraka’s jaw dropped, he couldn’t look away from the enormous belly barely contained in the gothic dress before him. She was, quite, stunning.

“Hey big mama, all these for you?” he said whilst struggling to hold up the bag of kebabs.

“Yes. Fancied a snack,” she took out her purse and handed the cash to the giddy goat. Her paws were chubby with extra soft beans.

“Hungry much?” Saraka couldn’t help but tease whilst he put the cash away in the till and gave her a receipt and a handwipe.

“Famished,” she was blunt and to the point, Saraka liked this.

The big kitsune took the bag of kebabs and squeezed past the counter to the small seating area. It was pretty dirty, she pulled a bit of a face. Saraka came over and cleaned the table down and took some discarded packaging away. Despite her size, she was high maintenance, perfect hair, perfect makeup and expensive clothes.

There was audible strain when her large behind made contact with the chair. She shoved the table across, allowing more room for her belly, it was still shoved tightly against it however. Her multiple tails added to her overall size. She took up so much space in the tiny kebab shop. She grabbed the first kebab and unwrapped it, holding it up to her nose she sniffed it, the meaty aroma, chilli sauce and garlic mayo was tantalising. She took a hearty bite, her eyes lit up with pleasure. It was delicious and decadent, exactly what she wanted. Saraka watched her intently as the fox scarfed the huge kebab down. She made short work of it then moved onto the next one.

“You enjoying the kebabs, Clear?”

She stopped for a moment and looked over at the goat, who gestured to the order terminal to explain why he knew her name.

“Yes. They are wonderful. So what’s your name then, kebab goat?”

“Saraka, innit!”

“Hello Saraka, you make very nice kebabs,” she returned to eating them, enjoying every bite as the greasy food slid down her throat and filled her belly up.

She quickly made short work of the fourth kebab and moved onto the fifth. Her upper belly swelled, becoming taunt as it sat on top of her soft squishy lower belly. She was entirely focused on stuffing her face, not paying any attention to the goat staring at her. Not that Saraka was trying to be a creep or anything, he literally had nowhere else to look but the almighty massive kitsune in front of him. Before he knew it he had a boner, hidden behind the counter. It throbbed with excitement. He rubbed his legs against it as he tried his best to ignore it. Clear then let out a burp, barely between bites of her kebabs. This drove Saraka crazy, his dick was rock hard. Saraka slipped his hoof down his shorts and started enjoying himself. Trying his best to look as normal as possible.

Finally Clear had finished her feast. Eight massive kebabs devoured in barely over forty minutes. She panted, out of breath as she shifted her stuffed belly. She looked for a moment like she might throw up, but just let out another burp.

 “Would you like some baklava?”

She looked over to see the goat carrying a box of the tiny rich honey soaked pastries. She knew it was a bad idea to eat more, she was already full to the brim. But her gluttony took hold, she blocked out the pain and discomfort and the deep hunger she always felt came rushing back.

Maybe Saraka could tell Clear’s current state by her pleading expression. She was overstuffed but still wanted more. He held the baklava up to her lips and gently shoved it in. For a moment he wondered if she’d get annoyed with him for being a creep, but she took it, despite no words being said, they were on the same wavelength. Saraka wanted to feed his big mama and she wanted to be fed. She was exhausted from the kebabs, she didn’t want to do anymore work, rather just sit back and have more food shoved into her throat.

He kept pushing the sweet treats into the kitsune’s maw. He looked at her overstretched belly as it pushed itself further, making it a question of which baklava would be the one too many. They kept going though. He kept feeding her and she kept eating. He started to stroke her belly, her snowy fur was wonderfully soft. All their eyes locked in an intimate moment as Saraka with some effort shoved the final baklava into Clear’s maw.

“Want anything else?” Saraka asked.

“I think that’ll do me for now. Thank you,” Clear gipped a little.

Saraka stood back, forgetting himself for a moment, his erect cock pushed against his shorts like a tent. Clear bit her lip at its impressive size.

“Let me, pay you back, for the treats,” a plump tentacle emerged from the kitsune’s back and reached for Saraka’s pants, pulling them down to reveal his thick member.

Clear’s eyes lit up. It had been a while since she’d seen such a nice cock. Her tentacle wrapped around it with a gentle tightness then started pumping. Saraka stood there enthralled at the experience,

It barely looked like it took Clear any effort, as she lazily lent back in her chair, more concerned with settling her over full stomach. The tentacle almost seemed like a separate sentient creature, with a mind of its own. Saraka looked at every inch of Clear’s big body, taking in the heft despite it being contained within a big gothic dress. He imagined what she might look nude, he got excited at the possibility of if she had stretch marks.

Then Saraka’s cock spurted a fountain of hot cum. He orgasmed hard, full of pleasure but a little upset it was over with already. The cum coated the tentacle, Clear retracted it and brought it to her lips, she licked the cum off. One final treat.

Saraka panted heavily. That was one of the best tentacle jobs he’d ever had. He pulled his pants back up and looked satisfied.

“I best get going. Would you be a darling and help me out?” Clear’s expanded belly jammed her between the table and chair. She held out a chubby paw to him.

“Sure thing, big mama,” he grabbed her paw and helped her up, her heft was intense. After much effort she was free and standing.

“Thank you,” she huffed and neatened her dress up.

“Oh! Before you go,” he ran over to the counter and grabbed a card and started stamping it.

“Huh?” she looked over and wondered if he was about to bring out more food for her, which she knew she’d not refuse and likely vomit all over.

“Here’s a loyalty card, you bought plenty, so you’ve already earned a free kebab!” the goat handed her it.

“I’ll be sure to make use of this,” she looked at it then put it away in her purse. She waved at the goat.

He waved back and got a good view of her jiggly booty as she left the store.

“Dang. She’s fine,” he thought to himself as he returned to leaning against the countertop, waiting for the next order.



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