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little Billy's 'plan' was in full effect. His dad has been away from home even more now that the weather warmed up and was finding comfort in the with a new girlfriend, lines of blow, and expensive whiskey pretty much every weekend. His mother was still living in Paris going on seven months now, and newly engaged to some young hippy guy into yoga or something. She used to call to check in on Billy every week, but now she called once a month. And she barely spoke at all to his father except to argue over complicated divorce stuff that Billy didn't understand. Her conversations with Billy.... William, she still insisted on calling him, we're often short too. She just wanted to know that he was okay and dad was looking after him proper, and if he was still maintaining his hygiene and a proper diet. He assured her that he's been eating quite well, knowing full well if she saw her newly chubified kitten she would shit a brick. Someday sooner or later, she was in for a tremendous shock, and imagining that moment just made Billy hungrier.\n\nBilly also couldn't understand why so many other cubs with divorced parents got so down about it. Sure he missed his mom, and yes his dad could have given him more attention. But after the initial shock, he quickly adapted and learned to enjoy the amount of freedom the new dynamic afforded him. Most kids his age had their family up their asses' 24/7, and they'd never be allowed to stay home alone, stay up late, watch violent and scary movies... order in enough food for themselves to feed a family of six. But Billy had free run of the house most of the time, an 'allowance' that was rather generous, and no chores to deal with. His father hired a house cleaner to come by every other day. This was much easier than trying to teach his kid how to clean up after himself and look after a house. Eric simply didn't have the time or patience for proper parenting.\n\nAnd so Billy's days were free to sit on the couch, ordering in food. Sometimes the housekeeper, a kindly older Swedish vixen named Hilda who also happened to be a decent cook, would make him a big casserole of some sort so he could 'eat healthier than delivery' now and again. Hilda intended for these to last him several smaller meals and Billy would restrain himself to a helping or two while Hilda was doing her rounds around the house. However, after she'd leave he'd quickly take the tray out of the fridge, sit on the floor of the living room with it, and just the whole thing down over the next couple of hours while watching his favorite cartoons or some of dads R-rated VHS tapes. He'd than lie to Hilda later, saying his dad would bring the rest of the leftovers to work with him. They were quite delicious, after all.\n\nAll of this freedom for young Billy, whose ninth birthday was still a couple of months away. Billy loved it. It made him feel like one of the big kids.\n\nIn fact, Billy WAS becoming a big kid, indeed! He even adopted a new clothing style of very loose fitting, baggy clothing to better hide the pounds piling up on his pre-pubescent frame. Just those first couple weeks alone of daily gorging himself saw a swift upswing in the kittens weight.\n\nBefore summer vaction, Billy weighed just under 120lbs, making him fairly chubby already. Now, barely into the second week of July, and he'd packed on an additional 15lbs of pure pudge. Billy stood on the bathroom scale shaking his belly in the mirror, purring and giggling with delight. \"Look daddy! Look mommy! I'm getting FAT!\" he'd proudly proclaim to the empty house. Sometimes doing this made him feel so giddy his bird would even start to stiffen up and poke out of the sheathe! Billy didn't yet understand why that happened, but he did know he liked the way it felt when he'd paw at it while shaking his belly in the mirror. It had crossed his mind to ask his father why his peeny did that, but he decided not too. What if that only happened to fat cubs? What if his dad asked to see what was happening, and discovered the growing belly he'd been hiding? Would his dad even give a shit anymore, he wondered. He certainly wasn't going to risk it. And since it felt so good he didn't think it was anything to be concerned about. And so he gave it one more quick grab, hefted his cream-colored furry belly, and purred as he shouted out loud to the empty house, \"I'm gonna become the fattest boy ever!\" ...and boy did that feel good! Almost as good as the extra large meat lovers pizza felt crammed into his belly less than two hours later.\n\nAfter that day, Billy made it a point to eat as much as he could get away with... which was apparently even more than he thought! He quickly realized this going into mid July, when his 'food allowance' was no longer supplying him with enough funds to sate his growing appetite. So, one Saturday while his dad was passing through on a weekend bender he managed to grab his his attention for a quick chat.\n\n\"Dad? Y'know how Dom and his family been cool with me swimming, and hanging out over his place so much?\" Billy shamelessly lied.\n\n\"Sure, everything still okay? Did you boys get into a fight?\"\n\n\"What?! Oh, never.... Dom's the best! But his mother... She said she doesn't mind me coming over so much, especially since your always so busy and stuff... but she, ummm.....\"\n\n Here came the BIG lie! \n\n\"She said that if she was going to be babysitting me so much, that she was going to need some money for it or I won't be allowed over to play anymore!\" Billy did his best to sound noticeably distressed.\n\n\"Huh.... well, I suppose thats not unreasonable.\" Eric grumbled out, thinking 'that cheap Akita bitch wants to charge me for her kid to hang out with my kid?'. He knew damn well Dominics father, a cardiologist, made more than enough money for them to be pinching pennies like this. But still, it kept Billy busy and safe while he was gone so much. And Trish, his new girlfriend which he hasn't even told Billy about yet, was wanting to spend even more time together, so why not just throw a few dollars their way, and everyones happy?\n\n\"Okay Billy. Here's a hundred dollar bill...\" he said as he rummaged through his thick, designer leather wallet. Billy was shocked at how many other bills of similar denomination also seemed to be hiding away in their with it. His youthful imagination reasoned he could buy an entire super market, or even a cake factory with that kind of money. No wonder dad worked so much, it was making him rich!\n\n\"Wow! I never seen one of these before!\" Already feeling a rush looking at the seemingly magical piece of paper, thinking about how much more food he was going to get himself with it!\n\n\"Give this to Dominic's mom, and tell her this should be more than enough for looking after you, and she'll get another one of these each week so long as your still welcome over, okay?”\n\nHe paused to think for a moment before tucking his wallet back into the pocket of his designer khaki's. As much as he hated to arbitrarily hand off his money like this he also needed to be smart. \n\n“Actually, here's a second hundred. Tell her this is thanks for the last couple of weeks too.” That should keep the bitch happy. He really didn't want to have to deal with any potential angry phone calls from her, or worse yet... her condescending prick-with-a-PHD of a husband.\n\n\"Yes dad! Your the best!\" Billy was glad he was wearing a baggy Power Masters t-shirt that hung down past his crotch because he could feel his bird starting to do the funny thing again. Does this happen to other boys when they get hungry too? \n\nA couple hours later dad was gone and wouldn't be back until Sunday evening. With only a quick check-in phone call before 'bedtime' that night Billy was once again left to his own devices. He ordered in from TWO different restaurants that night, than nodded off shortly after his bedtime phone call. His furry belly taught, stuffed full of pizza and fried chicken as he slept, snoring and farting away in his Astounding Arachno-Man undies, still on the couch, not even bothering to make the trip to down the hall to his own bed. \n\nHe woke up once, just to go pee, than groggily plopped back onto the couch, flicked around the TV until he settled upon a late night slasher flick. All the while drinking leftover gravy straight from the Styrofoam cup it was delivered in with the chicken and mashed potatoes that made up his 'second dinner'... his belly grumbled, wishing he had some more leftovers. But for now he settled with topping that off with a sugary juice box and an entire 20oz bag of BBQ potato chips while he drifted off back to sleepy land where dreamed about all the food he wanted to stuff himself with tomorrow!\n\nThe next few weeks of summer marched on in a similar fashion. Billy just kept eating whenever he could, and he was practically getting a little bit fatter by the day. Second Dinner became another new regularity in his life. He was glad he had dad buy him a bunch of new, extra baggy clothing a couple months back. Eric didn't even question it, thankfully... it was 1993 and thats what all the kids were doing now anyway. Eric had more important shit to be concerned with... always.\n\nBy the end of August Billy's new pants were starting to get pretty tight too, even if he left the fly open, and his belly was starting to poke out from under the 'cubs 3XL' sized shirts dad got from the 'husky boys' section at Zears. Guess that means he was officially a fat kid now, he reasoned and purred loudly. It was morning and Billy stepped onto the scale again, while looking at his plump, furry body in the mirror. He literally laughed with delight knowing his belly has gotten big enough he had trouble seeing the needle unless he sucked it in a bit and leaned forward. He'd grown a couple inches taller over the summer as well, but that paled in comparison to how many inches his tummy gained. At 4'6\", Billy now weighed an impressive 186lbs! He couldn't believe how easy it is, and how much fun it was getting fat! How could everybody else NOT be into this?!\n\nLooking at himself in the mirror he could see the changes very clearly now. Billy was changing into a whole different boy! His cheeks were puffy to the point they pushed his whiskers slightly up to a different angle. His chin disappeared as did his jaw line into a pudgy neck. His formerly flat chest was swollen out into a pair of perky boy-boobs... even his tail looked a little a bit thicker!\n\nBut his favorite parts were a little further south though... sure, his arms thickened a bit too, but perhaps the real show stopper here was how plump his thighs had gotten. They rubbed together constantly whenever he walked now. As did his widening butt cheeks. His peepee looked smaller as it was dwarfed by the rest of his fattened body. It was still visible in a nest of soft pubic fat that may one day swallow it up. In order for him to really get a good look at his fupa he had to lift his belly up in the mirror.\n\nAnd his belly was his favorite part of all! He thrilled at how much it stuck out now, his waist almost double it's size from a year ago. It was so soft, and jiggly under his fur. His belly button was getting deeper too... he smiled as he poked his right index finger into it, sinking in just past the second knuckle! He tickled it a little bit, than pulled it out and gave it a hearty sniff. The odor was slightly sour and kind of cheese like... his belly grumbled a little at the thought of cheese. Just before putting his shirt on, he turned sideways for a peek at his love handles. Those were definitely the proverbial spare tires now, and the flesh just above them was starting to bulge out into newly forming second fold of fat on his sides.\n \nHis groin felt electrified the whole time of his own self examination. He just couldn't get over the changes, and how good his fat body felt. The fact that his dad still hasn't noticed all these changes was a sort of dysfunctional miracle for Billy... even Hilda noticed! She stopped making dinners for Billy and simply left fruit in a bowl instead. So boring! She even started making him go outside to play while she was cleaning the house. But Billy just hid behind the shed, rubbing his belly, mowing through the sleeve after sleeve of Chips Abound! cookies, and throwing the useless fruit over the backyard fence trying to hit his neighbors garage or scare birds out of the trees. He longed to get out of the oppressive heat and daylight while mumbling bitterly between bites how he was going to make himself so goddamn fat that nobody would even be able to do anything about it! And they certainly wouldn't be able to stuff his fat ass through the door, taking him away from his precious AC, couch, and television!\n\nBilly was bright as he was gluttonous. He figured at this point by the time his dad DID notice his weight gain he'd be so fat that he wouldn't want to bother putting in the time and effort getting his kitten back down to a healthy weight again. With his impressive appetite, and his fathers lazy parenting he probably hit that particular milestone already. But he wasn't about to slow down in the least. That night Billy dreamed about becoming the fattest boy in the world! No. The fattest boy EVER! Too fat for chores. Too fat for school. Too fat for baths. Too fat to do anything else at all but watch cartoons, eat and get even fatter! He awoke the following day with the last moments of his dream hazily swimming in his brain. An image of a young, sandy haired, gray furred cat with a huge fleshy, jiggling dome of a belly the size of an entire swimming pool!\n\nBilly was more determined than ever to make that dream a reality.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "BIG BELLY BILLY
Chapter Two:  I'm A Big Kid Now!
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JULY 1993

It's been two weeks since school let out for the summer and little Billy's 'plan' was in full effect.  His dad has been away from home even more now that the weather warmed up and was finding comfort in the with a new girlfriend, lines of blow, and expensive whiskey pretty much every weekend.  His mother was still living in Paris going on seven months now, and newly engaged to some young hippy guy into yoga or something.  She used to call to check in on Billy every week, but now she called once a month.  And she barely spoke at all to his father except to argue over complicated divorce stuff that Billy didn't understand.  Her conversations with Billy.... William, she still insisted on calling him, we're often short too.  She just wanted to know that he was okay and dad was looking after him proper, and if he was still maintaining his hygiene and a proper diet.  He assured her that he's been eating quite well, knowing full well if she saw her newly chubified kitten she would shit a brick. Someday sooner or later, she was in for a tremendous shock, and imagining that moment just made Billy hungrier.

Billy also couldn't understand why so many other cubs with divorced parents got so down about it.  Sure he missed his mom, and yes his dad could have given him more attention.  But after the initial shock, he quickly adapted and learned to enjoy the amount of freedom the new dynamic afforded him.  Most kids his age had their family up their asses' 24/7, and they'd never be allowed to stay home alone, stay up late, watch violent and scary movies... order in enough food for themselves to feed a family of six.  But Billy had free run of the house most of the time, an 'allowance' that was rather generous, and no chores to deal with.  His father hired a house cleaner to come by every other day.  This was much easier than trying to teach his kid how to clean up after himself and look after a house.  Eric simply didn't have the time or patience for proper parenting.

And so Billy's days were free to sit on the couch, ordering in food.  Sometimes the housekeeper, a kindly older Swedish vixen named Hilda who also happened to be a decent cook, would make him a big casserole of some sort so he could 'eat healthier than delivery' now and again.  Hilda intended for these to last him several smaller meals and Billy would restrain himself to a helping or two while Hilda was doing her rounds around the house.  However, after she'd leave he'd quickly take the tray out of the fridge, sit on the floor of the living room with it, and just the whole thing down over the next couple of hours while watching his favorite cartoons or some of dads R-rated VHS tapes.  He'd than lie to Hilda later, saying his dad would bring the rest of the leftovers to work with him.  They were quite delicious, after all.

All of this freedom for young Billy, whose ninth birthday was still a couple of months away.  Billy loved it.  It made him feel like one of the big kids.

In fact, Billy WAS becoming a big kid, indeed!  He even adopted a new clothing style of very loose fitting, baggy clothing to better hide the pounds piling up on his pre-pubescent frame.  Just those first couple weeks alone of daily gorging himself saw a swift upswing in the kittens weight.

Before summer vaction, Billy weighed just under 120lbs, making him fairly chubby already.  Now, barely into the second week of July, and he'd packed on an additional 15lbs of pure pudge.  Billy stood on the bathroom scale shaking his belly in the mirror, purring and giggling with delight.  "Look daddy!  Look mommy!  I'm getting FAT!" he'd proudly proclaim to the empty house.  Sometimes doing this made him feel so giddy his bird would even start to stiffen up and poke out of the sheathe!  Billy didn't yet understand why that happened, but he did know he liked the way it felt when he'd paw at it while shaking his belly in the mirror.  It had crossed his mind to ask his father why his peeny did that, but he decided not too.  What if that only happened to fat cubs?  What if his dad asked to see what was happening, and discovered the growing belly he'd been hiding?  Would his dad even give a shit anymore, he wondered.  He certainly wasn't going to risk it.  And since it felt so good he didn't think it was anything to be concerned about.  And so he gave it one more quick grab, hefted his cream-colored furry belly, and purred as he shouted out loud to the empty house, "I'm gonna become the fattest boy ever!" ...and boy did that feel good!  Almost as good as the extra large meat lovers pizza felt crammed into his belly less than two hours later.

After that day, Billy made it a point to eat as much as he could get away with... which was apparently even more than he thought!  He quickly realized this going into mid July, when his 'food allowance' was no longer supplying him with enough funds to sate his growing appetite.  So, one Saturday while his dad was passing through on a weekend bender he managed to grab his his attention for a quick chat.

"Dad?  Y'know how Dom and his family been cool with me swimming, and hanging out over his place so much?" Billy shamelessly lied.

"Sure, everything still okay?  Did you boys get into a fight?"

"What?!  Oh, never.... Dom's the best!  But his mother...  She said she doesn't mind me coming over so much, especially since your always so busy and stuff... but she, ummm....."

 Here came the BIG lie!  

"She said that if she was going to be babysitting me so much, that she was going to need some money for it or I won't be allowed over to play anymore!" Billy did his best to sound noticeably distressed.

"Huh.... well, I suppose thats not unreasonable." Eric grumbled out, thinking 'that cheap Akita bitch wants to charge me for her kid to hang out with my kid?'.  He knew damn well Dominics father, a cardiologist, made more than enough money for them to be pinching pennies like this.  But still, it kept Billy busy and safe while he was gone so much.  And Trish, his new girlfriend which he hasn't even told Billy about yet, was wanting to spend even more time together, so why not just throw a few dollars their way, and everyones happy?

"Okay Billy.  Here's a hundred dollar bill..." he said as he rummaged through his thick, designer leather wallet.  Billy was shocked at how many other bills of similar denomination also seemed to be hiding away in their with it.  His youthful imagination reasoned he could buy an entire super market, or even a cake factory with that kind of money.  No wonder dad worked so much, it was making him rich!

"Wow!  I never seen one of these before!" Already feeling a rush looking at the seemingly magical piece of paper, thinking about how much more food he was going to get himself with it!

"Give this to Dominic's mom, and tell her this should be more than enough for looking after you, and she'll get another one of these each week so long as your still welcome over, okay?”

He paused to think for a moment before tucking his wallet back into the pocket of his designer khaki's.  As much as he hated to arbitrarily hand off his money like this he also needed to be smart.

“Actually, here's a second hundred.  Tell her this is thanks for the last couple of weeks too.” That should keep the bitch happy.  He really didn't want to have to deal with any potential angry phone calls from her, or worse yet... her condescending prick-with-a-PHD of a husband.

"Yes dad!  Your the best!"  Billy was glad he was wearing a baggy Power Masters t-shirt that hung down past his crotch because he could feel his bird starting to do the funny thing again.  Does this happen to other boys when they get hungry too?

A couple hours later dad was gone and wouldn't be back until Sunday evening.  With only a quick check-in phone call before 'bedtime' that night Billy was once again left to his own devices.  He ordered in from TWO different restaurants that night, than nodded off shortly after his bedtime phone call.  His furry belly taught, stuffed full of pizza and fried chicken as he slept, snoring and farting away in his Astounding Arachno-Man undies, still on the couch, not even bothering to make the trip to down the hall to his own bed.  

He woke up once, just to go pee, than groggily plopped back onto the couch, flicked around the TV until he settled upon a late night slasher flick.  All the while drinking leftover gravy straight from the Styrofoam cup it was delivered in with the chicken and mashed potatoes that made up his 'second dinner'... his belly grumbled, wishing he had some more leftovers.  But for now he settled with topping that off with a sugary juice box and an entire 20oz bag of BBQ potato chips while he drifted off back to sleepy land where dreamed about all the food he wanted to stuff himself with tomorrow!

The next few weeks of summer marched on in a similar fashion.  Billy just kept eating whenever he could, and he was practically getting a little bit fatter by the day.  Second Dinner became another new regularity in his life.  He was glad he had dad buy him a bunch of new, extra baggy clothing a couple months back.  Eric didn't even question it, thankfully... it was 1993 and thats what all the kids were doing now anyway.  Eric had more important shit to be concerned with... always.

By the end of August Billy's new pants were starting to get pretty tight too, even if he left the fly open, and his belly was starting to poke out from under the 'cubs 3XL' sized shirts dad got from the 'husky boys' section at Zears.  Guess that means he was officially a fat kid now, he reasoned and purred loudly.  It was morning and Billy stepped onto the scale again, while looking at his plump, furry body in the mirror.  He literally laughed with delight knowing his belly has gotten big enough he had trouble seeing the needle unless he sucked it in a bit and leaned forward.  He'd grown a couple inches taller over the summer as well, but that paled in comparison to how many inches his tummy gained.  At 4'6", Billy now weighed an impressive 186lbs!  He couldn't believe how easy it is, and how much fun it was getting fat!  How could everybody else NOT be into this?!

Looking at himself in the mirror he could see the changes very clearly now.  Billy was changing into a whole different boy!  His cheeks were puffy to the point they pushed his whiskers slightly up to a different angle.  His chin disappeared as did his jaw line into a pudgy neck.  His formerly flat chest was swollen out into a pair of perky boy-boobs... even his tail looked a little a bit thicker!

But his favorite parts were a little further south though... sure, his arms thickened a bit too, but perhaps the real show stopper here was how plump his thighs had gotten.  They rubbed together constantly whenever he walked now.  As did his widening butt cheeks.  His peepee looked smaller as it was dwarfed by the rest of his fattened body.  It was still visible in a nest of soft pubic fat that may one day swallow it up.  In order for him to really get a good look at his fupa he had to lift his belly up in the mirror.

And his belly was his favorite part of all!  He thrilled at how much it stuck out now, his waist almost double it's size from a year ago.  It was so soft, and jiggly under his fur.  His belly button was getting deeper too... he smiled as he poked his right index finger into it, sinking in just past the second knuckle!  He tickled it a little bit, than pulled it out and gave it a hearty sniff.  The odor was slightly sour and kind of cheese like... his belly grumbled a little at the thought of cheese.  Just before putting his shirt on, he turned sideways for a peek at his love handles.  Those were definitely the proverbial spare tires now, and the flesh just above them was starting to bulge out into newly forming second fold of fat on his sides.
  
His groin felt electrified the whole time of his own self examination.  He just couldn't get over the changes, and how good his fat body felt.  The fact that his dad still hasn't noticed all these changes was a sort of dysfunctional miracle for Billy... even Hilda noticed!  She stopped making dinners for Billy and simply left fruit in a bowl instead.  So boring!  She even started making him go outside to play while she was cleaning the house.  But Billy just hid behind the shed, rubbing his belly, mowing through the sleeve after sleeve of Chips Abound! cookies, and throwing the useless fruit over the backyard fence trying to hit his neighbors garage or scare birds out of the trees.  He longed to get out of the oppressive heat and daylight while mumbling bitterly between bites how he was going to make himself so goddamn fat that nobody would even be able to do anything about it!  And they certainly wouldn't be able to stuff his fat ass through the door, taking him away from his precious AC, couch, and television!

Billy was bright as he was gluttonous.  He figured at this point by the time his dad DID notice his weight gain he'd be so fat that he wouldn't want to bother putting in the time and effort getting his kitten back down to a healthy weight again.  With his impressive appetite, and his fathers lazy parenting he probably hit that particular milestone already.  But he wasn't about to slow down in the least.  That night Billy dreamed about becoming the fattest boy in the world!  No.  The fattest boy EVER!  Too fat for chores.  Too fat for school.  Too fat for baths.  Too fat to do anything else at all but watch cartoons, eat and get even fatter!  He awoke the following day with the last moments of his dream hazily swimming in his brain.  An image of a young, sandy haired, gray furred cat with a huge fleshy, jiggling dome of a belly the size of an entire swimming pool!

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