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And most definitely not the best way to start a phone call. Not that his sleep has been the most restful in the last couple of months. Not since Janet told him she needed time apart. And by 'apart' meaning an out of the blue vacation for one to Europe.\n\n\tSoul searching, she called it.\n\n\tAbandonment, he called it.\n\n\tJanet was a cream white Persian feline with ice blue eyes. A cold hearted, gold digger with the kind of body that let her get away with it. Eric was a fairly generic short hair cat,dark gray, with a white belly and paws as well as a patch around his right eye. A businessfur with moderate success on Wall St. ...and this being the 90's, that actually still meant something.\n\n\tThe couple met in their mid 20's. They both we're at the same party. New Wave music was blasting, the hair was big, the coke was abundant, and young lust met with yuppie materialism. Everything was for sale, if you could afford it.\n\n\tJanet knew a good prospect when she found one. Eric had decent sense of business, and he was smart with his money. It also didn't hurt that he was well groomed and dressed well... and always drove nice cars. So one evening in 1984 she quietly stopped taking her birth control and finally got Eric to marry her just a month before Billy was born.\n\n\tIt wasn't a fairy tale life for any of them. But it was a comfortable one, for the most part. Eric was never around, so Janet had to spend most of her time raising Billy on her own. She was strict with the boy as everything in her life was a reflection on her, so far as she was concerned. Thus Billy... William, as only she preferred to refer to him... was not allowed to do anything that might embarrass his mother in front of others, even his own father. She kept 'William' fit and eating well, his gray fur neatly groomed... even the sandy blond head fur he inherited from Eric was expertly groomed, and the glasses he wore were of the latest trend in vision wear. She felt it a shame he needed those, as he inherited her same crystal blue eyes. Janet was hoping he'd be mature enough to handle contact lens's soon..\n\n\tBut now, left alone, with little preamble or explanation, Janet took off with very little clothing, a large selection of expensive jewelry, and two platinum credit cards in hand. The last time he saw her was three days after new years eve when she tore off in his Dodge Viper towards the JFK. When he eventually retrieved the car from the airport parking garage, Janet was already somewhere over the Atlantic. The only real goodbye she left for Eric and Billy came in the form of a series of cigarette burns in the passenger seat upholstery that spelled out simply, 'Fuck This'.\n\n\tRather than take any time off work, potentially losing profit, Eric maintained a busy schedule with constant meetings and day trips, while trying to look after Billy as best he could.\n\n\tFortunately Billy was a quiet kid. No real friends but for the cartoons he'd gladly sit and watch all day if he wasn't forced out into the back yard to get some exercise. His mother used to be the one policing his couch potato tendencies. She simply wouldn't be seen with an overweight cub. But since shes been gone, and dad's been bogged down with work and lawyers, Billy's been enjoying a life of more TV, casual, sloppy dress, and unrestricted access to the fridge.\n\n\tBilly missed his mother dearly, despite her constant discipline, and has cried himself to sleep many a night since she ran out on him and dad. But he certainly did NOT miss all her strict rules and constant supervision. which worked out well for him as food and cartoons we're about all he had to keep his sadness and lonliness at bay. And he was glad for that, even as he knew his mother would be appalled with his current habits.\n\tThe naughtiness factor made it even more fun!\n\n\tDad was too busy with work to notice that Billy put on a little weight. And even if he did notice, he didn't seem all too concerned. So if the boy did some emotional eating to cope, it wasn't the end of the world. 'Better than crack rocks or cock sucking' his dad would likely quip, if he even gave it any thought at all.\n\n\tBut after that Thursday morning, things changed a bit. Janet had informed Eric that she has been seeing a young mink she met in Paris, fresh out of college and working as a yoga instructor. She intended on staying overseas for the foreseeable future to pursue that relationship. She also let him know the divorce papers would be in the mail. Eric wasn't surprised at all. But the reality did hit him pretty hard nonetheless.\n\n\tEric really switched off that day. How could she just leave him like this? They may not have been the most loving couple, but she always took good care of herself, looked great at his side at functions, was fun in the sack and always in heat until she became pregnant with Billy. And he gladly kept her living a life of relative luxury as his contributions to the relationship. Perhaps having a kitten with her was a mistake. Sure, her body bounced back like a spring. But a she-cat like her preferred to be kept and pandered too, and likely felt stifled under the pressures of parenthood. Now Eric was left to carry that burden on his own as well. Or at least until the kid could figure out how to make money for himself.\n\n\tAfter that day, Eric threw himself into his work. And when he was home, into the bottle. It was all just too much for him. And poor little Billy... wanting to know when mom was coming home. Always asking questions, and Eric was too absorbed in his own pity and intoxication to give the boy the emotional support he needed.\n\n\tSo naturally Billy was seeking support from other places since dad didn't seem to listen or even care. Eric realized that so long as he left some snacks out for Billy, he'd often feel better and leave him alone. So he started leaving more snacks. He just wanted his boy to be happy... and out of his way. Perhaps if Eric hadn't been so deeply mired in his own depression and ego he'd have noticed his child's increased inclinations towards overeating. Or that more and more often he himself got lazy and instead of making a trip to the local Organo-Foods Market for wheat chips and rice cakes, he'd just stop on the way home at the corner Gas N' Gorge for potato chips and Chubby Deborah Fudge cakes. So long as it kept the boy quiet and let him keep his focus on work, it was all good for Eric.\n\n\tBilly certainly didn't complain. Even if the waistband on his jeans was getting a bit snug. And so what if he was starting to get winded running after the ice cream truck? He'd rather just stay inside on the couch because dad left a twenty on the coffee table for him to order in pizza for dinner!\n\n\tSometimes dad even left a couple of twenties if he was gonna be gone all night after work. Billy really enjoyed those nights. And what kid wouldn't? He quickly learned seeing two twenties meant dad wouldn't be back until well after midnight. So he got to stay up late watching cartoons and R-rated movies while eating as much pizza and wings as he pleased. He learned to hide the evidence of his indulgence in the outside garbage cans and crawl into bed fast asleep, purring with his belly full of pizza, chips, and soda a good hour or so before his dad stumbled in. Dad would either be alone and angry, or occasionally in a better mood with a strange she-cat or two that always left before dawn. Meanwhile, down the hall, Billy was purring and snoring away, his greasy hands rubbing his own full tummy as he slept. \n\n\tFood delivery for dinner was becoming the new routine for him. in the beginning the local eateries thought Billy was just a kid prank calling, or they just flat out refused to deliver for the young kitten. But after his dad called a few places letting them know it was okay at this address, and so long as they received actual cash, they stopped asking any other questions other \"What can I get forya' tonight?\". Billy got over his mother leaving pretty fast from then on.\n\n\tCouple months gone by and it was almost summer vacation. Billy was starting become noticeably chubby. His increasingly cherub-like cheeks and his little round chin would be the most obvious signs. But it didn't stop there! His little cream furred belly sagging a bit over the now-straining waistband of his swim trunks. Love handles creeping up on his sides, and he noticed he was even starting to grow a small pair of boobies! \n\n\t\"Wow! Am I getting... fat?\" feeling an odd thrill come over him as he spoke the question aloud to himself, purring just as loud. Getting fat was considered 'extremely naughty' by his mother. But his mother wasn't here now, and dad didn't seem to notice yet, which somehow made the whole thing even more fun! His tail whipping around excitedly, Billy quickly hopped onto the bathroom scale... he had to know how much he weighed. back in February, he was weighed in gym class, and at 4'4\" he was 87lbs. and a relatively normal size for a boy his age... but now Billy found himself tipping the scale at 116lbs. He had put on almost 30lbs since his mother left. And somehow, this made him smile even more and purr even louder. \n\n\tBilly was afraid his dad might catch on to his new favorite game, and of course, he'd be put on a diet of the same bland, boring foods his mother would have insisted he eat. But how was he going to hide this all summer? Especially knowing he was only eating himself even chubbier by the day. Surely one look at him in a bathing suit exposing all his new found pudge would mean the end of the line for Billy's belly.\n\n\tFortunately for him, Eric left the pool locked up and covered since he knew he was barely going to be around to supervise. Billy pretended to be upset about this for a few days, and it only took a couple of fits from him before his dad was forced to console him in the only way he really could knew worked... more treats.\n\n\t\"Well, I guess I can always swim at Dominic's house.\" Billy said between bites, feeling calmer now that he had a large PB & J in his hands. Dom was the Akita pup that lived two houses down that Eric assumed Billy sometimes played with since they were the same age.\n\n\t\"Atta' boy, son. See, all that fuss over nothing. I promise, next year I'll open the pool. Daddy has just been very busy because he has to work extra hard since your mother isn't here anymore.\"\n\n\tWhoops.\n\n\tThe unwelcome reminder of his mothers abandonment, and perhaps because he'd finished his sandwich already, visibly upset Billy and his whiskers drooped as he began to pout. Eric simply could not deal with another emotional outburst from the boy right now. \"Billy... when was the last time I took you out for ice cream?\"\n\n\tThe kittens eyes lit right up, and the brimming of tears subsided as if Eric flipped a switched in his brain. He even started purring. Had Eric given it any real thought he may have realized his son has somehow made peace with mom leaving, and the tears were just for show. Of course, had he been paying that much attention he'd surely also realize his boy was seriously porking out!\n\n\tBilly was quietly purred the whole car ride and feeling quite satisfied. Ice cream was magical like that. But he was also feeling pretty pleased with himself. He knew damn well he never actually spent time with Dominic. He didn't harbor the same distaste for canines his parents did. But the Akita boy was way into sports and exploring the woods and shit. Billy just wanted to sit on his expanding butt, fill his face and play video games. His dad was utterly clueless when it came to anything in Billy's social life, rather the lack thereof, and Billy used that fact to his advantage. And so for now he dodged his dad getting any peek at his growing tummy. All he needed to do was dunk his swim trunks in the sink every now and again so dad would come home thinking he spent the day swimming at Dominic's, instead of on his ass watching TV. It's not like dad ever bothered to speak to the Akita's parents anyway. It was the perfect crime.\n\n\tBilly had never been more excited for summer break in his young life! \"Gonna' get sooooooo fat\" Billy purred softly to himself as his belly grumbled for more food. His dad never even hearing a word as his car stereo was blasting away an ad for Monstro-Burger. Billy's mouth watered for more food...\n\t", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
BIG BELLY BILLY
Chapter One: Comforts Of Home
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February, 1993


"Eric... we need to talk."

\tNot the words Eric wanted to hear from his estranged wife at three AM on a Thursday.  And most definitely not the best way to start a phone call.  Not that his sleep has been the most restful in the last couple of months.  Not since Janet told him she needed time apart.  And by 'apart' meaning an out of the blue vacation for one to Europe.

\tSoul searching, she called it.

\tAbandonment, he called it.

\tJanet was a cream white Persian feline with ice blue eyes.  A cold hearted, gold digger with the kind of body that let her get away with it.  Eric was a fairly generic short hair cat,dark gray, with a white belly and paws as well as a patch around his right eye.  A businessfur with moderate success on Wall St. ...and this being the 90's, that actually still meant something.

\tThe couple met in their mid 20's.  They both we're at the same party.  New Wave music was blasting, the hair was big, the coke was abundant, and young lust met with yuppie materialism.  Everything was for sale, if you could afford it.

\tJanet knew a good prospect when she found one.  Eric had decent sense of business, and he was smart with his money.  It also didn't hurt that he was well groomed and dressed well... and always drove nice cars.  So one evening in 1984 she quietly stopped taking her birth control and finally got Eric to marry her just a month before Billy was born.

\tIt wasn't a fairy tale life for any of them.  But it was a comfortable one, for the most part.  Eric was never around, so Janet had to spend most of her time raising Billy on her own.  She was strict with the boy as everything in her life was a reflection on her, so far as she was concerned.  Thus Billy... William, as only she preferred to refer to him... was not allowed to do anything that might embarrass his mother in front of others, even his own father.  She kept 'William' fit and eating well, his gray fur neatly groomed... even the sandy blond head fur he inherited from Eric was expertly groomed, and the glasses he wore were of the latest trend in vision wear.  She felt it a shame he needed those, as he inherited her same crystal blue eyes.  Janet was hoping he'd be mature enough to handle contact lens's soon..

\tBut now, left alone, with little preamble or explanation, Janet took off with very little clothing, a large selection of expensive jewelry, and two platinum credit cards in hand.  The last time he saw her was three days after new years eve when she tore off in his Dodge Viper towards the JFK.  When he eventually retrieved the car from the airport parking garage, Janet was already somewhere over the Atlantic.  The only real goodbye she left for Eric and Billy came in the form of a series of cigarette burns in the passenger seat upholstery that spelled out simply, 'Fuck This'.

\tRather than take any time off work, potentially losing profit, Eric maintained a busy schedule with constant meetings and day trips, while trying to look after Billy as best he could.

\tFortunately Billy was a quiet kid.  No real friends but for the cartoons he'd gladly sit and watch all day if he wasn't forced out into the back yard to get some exercise.  His mother used to be the one policing his couch potato tendencies.  She simply wouldn't be seen with an overweight cub.  But since shes been gone, and dad's been bogged down with work and lawyers, Billy's been enjoying a life of more TV, casual, sloppy dress, and unrestricted access to the fridge.

\tBilly missed his mother dearly, despite her constant discipline, and has cried himself to sleep many a night since she ran out on him and dad.  But he certainly did NOT miss all her strict rules and constant supervision.  which worked out well for him as food and cartoons we're about all he had to keep his sadness and lonliness at bay.  And he was glad for that, even as he knew his mother would be appalled with his current habits.
\tThe naughtiness factor made it even more fun!

\tDad was too busy with work to notice that Billy put on a little weight.  And even if he did notice, he didn't seem all too concerned.  So if the boy did some emotional eating to cope, it wasn't the end of the world.  'Better than crack rocks or cock sucking' his dad would likely quip, if he even gave it any thought at all.

\tBut after that Thursday morning, things changed a bit.  Janet had informed Eric that she has been seeing a young mink she met in Paris, fresh out of college and working as a yoga instructor.  She intended on staying overseas for the foreseeable future to pursue that relationship.  She also let him know the divorce papers would be in the mail.  Eric wasn't surprised at all.  But the reality did hit him pretty hard nonetheless.

\tEric really switched off that day.  How could she just leave him like this?  They may not have been the most loving  couple, but she always took good care of herself, looked great at his side at functions, was fun in the sack and always in heat until she became pregnant with Billy.  And he gladly kept her living a life of relative luxury as his contributions to the relationship.  Perhaps having a kitten with her was a mistake.  Sure, her body bounced back like a spring.  But a she-cat like her preferred to be kept and pandered too, and likely felt stifled under the pressures of parenthood.  Now Eric was left to carry that burden on his own as well.  Or at least until the kid could figure out how to make money for himself.

\tAfter that day, Eric threw himself into his work.  And when he was home, into the bottle.  It was all just too much for him.  And poor little Billy... wanting to know when mom was coming home.  Always asking questions, and Eric was too absorbed in his own pity and intoxication to give the boy the emotional support he needed.

\tSo naturally Billy was seeking support from other places since dad didn't seem to listen or even care.  Eric realized that so long as he left some snacks out for Billy, he'd often feel better and leave him alone.  So he started leaving more snacks.  He just wanted his boy to be happy... and out of his way.  Perhaps if Eric hadn't been so deeply mired in his own depression and ego he'd have noticed his child's increased inclinations towards overeating.  Or that more and more often he himself got lazy and instead of making a trip to the local Organo-Foods Market for wheat chips and rice cakes, he'd just stop on the way home at the corner Gas N' Gorge for potato chips and Chubby Deborah Fudge cakes.  So long as it kept the boy quiet and let him keep his focus on work, it was all good for Eric.

\tBilly certainly didn't complain.  Even if the waistband on his jeans was getting a bit snug.  And so what if he was starting to get winded running after the ice cream truck?  He'd rather just stay inside on the couch because dad left a twenty on the coffee table for him to order in pizza for dinner!

\tSometimes dad even left a couple of twenties if he was gonna be gone all night after work.  Billy really enjoyed those nights.  And what kid wouldn't?  He quickly learned seeing two twenties meant dad wouldn't be back until well after midnight.  So he got to stay up late watching cartoons and R-rated movies while eating as much pizza and wings as he pleased.  He learned to hide the evidence of his indulgence in the outside garbage cans and crawl into bed fast asleep, purring with his belly full of pizza, chips, and soda a good hour or so before his dad stumbled in.  Dad would either be alone and angry, or occasionally in a better mood with a strange she-cat or two that always left before dawn.  Meanwhile, down the hall, Billy was purring and snoring away, his greasy hands rubbing his own full tummy as he slept.  

\tFood delivery for dinner was becoming the new routine for him.  in the beginning the local eateries thought Billy was just a kid prank calling, or they just flat out refused to deliver for the young kitten.  But after his dad called a few places letting them know it was okay at this address, and so long as they received actual cash, they stopped asking any other questions other "What can I get forya' tonight?".  Billy got over his mother leaving pretty fast from then on.

\tCouple months gone by and it was almost summer vacation.  Billy was starting become noticeably chubby.  His increasingly cherub-like cheeks and his little round chin would be the most obvious signs.  But it didn't stop there!  His little cream furred belly sagging a bit over the now-straining waistband of his swim trunks.  Love handles creeping up on his sides, and he noticed he was even starting to grow a small pair of boobies!  

\t"Wow!  Am I getting... fat?"  feeling an odd thrill come over him as he spoke the question aloud to himself, purring just as loud.  Getting fat was considered 'extremely naughty' by his mother.  But his mother wasn't here now, and dad didn't seem to notice yet, which somehow made the whole thing even more fun!  His tail whipping around excitedly, Billy quickly hopped onto the bathroom scale... he had to know how much he weighed.  back in February, he was weighed in gym class, and at 4'4" he was 87lbs. and a relatively normal size for a boy his age... but now Billy found himself tipping the scale at 116lbs.  He had put on almost 30lbs since his mother left.  And somehow, this made him smile even more and purr even louder.

\tBilly was afraid his dad might catch on to his new favorite game, and of course, he'd be put on a diet of the same bland, boring foods his mother would have insisted he eat.  But how was he going to hide this all summer?  Especially knowing he was only eating himself even chubbier by the day.  Surely one look at him in a bathing suit exposing all his new found pudge would mean the end of the line for Billy's belly.

\tFortunately for him, Eric left the pool locked up and covered since he knew he was barely going to be around to supervise.  Billy pretended to be upset about this for a few days, and it only took a couple of fits from him before his dad was forced to console him in the only way he really could knew worked... more treats.

\t"Well, I guess I can always swim at Dominic's house." Billy said between bites, feeling calmer now that he had a large PB & J in his hands.  Dom was the Akita pup that lived two houses down that Eric assumed Billy sometimes played with since they were the same age.

\t"Atta' boy, son.  See, all that fuss over nothing.  I promise, next year I'll open the pool.  Daddy has just been very busy because he has to work extra hard since your mother isn't here anymore."

\tWhoops.

\tThe unwelcome reminder of his mothers abandonment, and perhaps because he'd finished his sandwich already, visibly upset Billy and his whiskers drooped as he began to pout.  Eric simply could not deal with another emotional outburst from the boy right now.  "Billy... when was the last time I took you out for ice cream?"

\tThe kittens eyes lit right up, and the brimming of tears subsided as if Eric flipped a switched in his brain.  He even started purring.  Had Eric given it any real thought he may have realized his son has somehow made peace with mom leaving, and the tears were just for show.  Of course, had he been paying that much attention he'd surely also realize his boy was seriously porking out!

\tBilly was quietly purred the whole car ride and feeling quite satisfied.  Ice cream was magical like that.  But he was also feeling pretty pleased with himself.  He knew damn well he never actually spent time with Dominic.  He didn't harbor the same distaste for canines his parents did.  But the Akita boy was way into sports and exploring the woods and shit.  Billy just wanted to sit on his expanding butt, fill his face and play video games.  His dad was utterly clueless when it came to anything in Billy's social life, rather the lack thereof, and Billy used that fact to his advantage.  And so for now he dodged his dad getting any peek at his growing tummy.   All he needed to do was dunk his swim trunks in the sink every now and again so dad would come home thinking he spent the day swimming at Dominic's, instead of on his ass watching TV.  It's not like dad ever bothered to speak to the Akita's parents anyway.  It was the perfect crime.

\tBilly had never been more excited for summer break in his young life!  "Gonna' get sooooooo fat" Billy purred softly to himself as his belly grumbled for more food.  His dad never even hearing a word as his car stereo was blasting away an ad for Monstro-Burger.  Billy's mouth watered for more food...
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