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This story is based on a friends interest, which is why the ferret is going through a ton of crap . Poor poor little dooking ferret is so stuffed and sad and grumpy by the end . \n\nThis was rather fun . Perhaps I should do more random as crap stories in order to get the creative juices flowing", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Random as crap story I wrote while talking to friends . This story is based on a friends interest, which is why the ferret is going through a ton of crap . Poor poor little dooking ferret is so stuffed and sad and grumpy by the end .

This was rather fun . Perhaps I should do more random as crap stories in order to get the creative juices flowing", "writing": "Once upon a time, there was a ferret. He had no friends, and liked to travel around. But one day, there was a fox, who lead the ferret through a forest. Then suddenly, the fox gagged him, and tied him up. Soon, he brought in a barrel of apples, and before the poor ferret knew it, he was being stuffed full of apples. The poor thing dooked in struggle, but was saved by no one. An hour passes, and the ferret walks out, paws clutching his now distended belly, groaning and moaning in pain at having been stuffed so much. At any moment he felt he would collapse with fatigue.\n\nBut!!! That wasn't until the fox pulled him in for another round! Grunting as he pulled the now rather heavy ferret, the ferret made no struggle, as struggling would only add more discomfort to his already hurting stomach. Throwing him on the table once, more, he didn't bother to tie restraints as he was already submerged in a world of hurt. Brining over another barrel, the ferret noticed it was filled with peaches, and the two more barrels beside it with grapefruits and watermelons. Groaning and moaning to the high heavens, the fox stuffed peach after peach into his maw. The round fruits slithering deep down his gullet until they splashed in his stomach with a resounding gurgle. Prolonged dooks left his person as he was continuingly stuffed. \n\n\"You dislike that don't you,\" spoke the fox maliciously, \"Well here, have some more. You're much too skinny to go on without some food in that belly.\"\n\nAttempting to plead, the ferret didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of peaches. Another hour past until he finished the first barrel that he moved onto the even larger fruit. Not before taking a rest however, as the fox's wrist grew tired and he left the room. Slowly looking around, the ferret noticed the open doorway. The light of freedom calling to him. However, he was pinned down by his own massive weight. With all his strength, he pulled himself off the table, landing on the floor with a massive squelch. Clutching his abundant belly in agony as all of it's contents crushed his insides, he slowly but surely began dragging himself out. Groaning and short of a whining dook. Paw touching the outside, it was a pleasant feeling once again feeling dirt and grass. Dooking in a agonizing joy, he reached another paw across the floor, and another. \n\n\"Whoa now, not so fast my tubby friend, you still have two more barrels to go.\"\n\nFeeling a pair of paws pull him by the tail, the ferret, groaned louder than ever as he was dragged back into the dark room. Moaning as the fox stood him up (the fox also grunting at lifting the heavy mustelid), he threw him back onto the table, and slower this time, fed him grapefruits with a single paw. Lazily, but still forceful enough so that the food would go down. \n\nSeeing this sudden sign of weakness in the foxes feeding habit, the ferret mustered what strength he could in his jowls and sealed them shut, like a castle gate. Raising his eyebrow, the fox grinned viciously, \"Oh, so resisting are we. Well, we have ways of making you eat.\"\n\nDooking quizzically, the ferret's gaze followed the fox who walked to the back of the room. Grunting, the fox pulled something rather large from the shadows. Coming into view, it looked to be a large machine with what seemed like a vacuum hose stretching out of it. \"This'll teach you not to be so resisting,\" he chuckled devilishly. \n\nDooking with sorrow, the ferret remained vigilant and kept his mouth shut. The fox turning on the machine movie it closer to the ferrets mouth, who tried averting his head, but the suction power of the machine was too strong. The tubing merged with his mouth as it tried sucking, then flipping another switch, it seemed like air was being exhaled into his body. \n\n\"Alright, now that I got you, lets continue shall we.\" \n\nPicking up the grapefruits form the barrel, he dumped them into a hole leading inside the machine. The fruits zigged and zagged through the tubing until the ferret felt a forceful entry into his mouth. The force of it caused him to wince, as it was more painful than the fox stuffing him. Quicker and quicker the fox filled the machine up with the fruits, the ferret attempting to squirm and take the tubing off with his free paws. But the pain was too much to bear, and he eventually passed out as his tightening stomach felt it were about to burst. Darkness consuming his world, all he was able to retain was the jolt of discomfort of food entering his body, and his growing belly growling in torture and stretching painfully. \n\n* * * \n\nReleasing a prolonged dook, the ferrets blurry vision began to clear up. Covering his face with a paw, his eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light of the sun. Wait! Sun! Rubbing his eyes, he blinked furiously as he was met with a lush green field of grass and hills. At first his reaction of being free made him want to do a jig on the spot, but as he attempted to stand, he was pressed down by a massive weight. Merely looking down, he noticed what was holding him down, and remembered everything that had transpired. Sighing like any sad ferret would (dooking with displeasure), he put a paw on a tremendous belly with gurgled and burbled with no end. The fox must've dumped him out here after having his way with him, and all he had to show for it was this massive belly which he couldn't be rid of. Attempting to stand up once more, he grunted at the chore, and somehow managed to get to his paws. Taking his first step, he didn't get far as his large belly still pinned him to the floor. Possibly all the watermelons getting back at him for imprisoning them in a dark world of stomach acid. Conveniently though (and oddly enough), the ferret noticed a wheelbarrow sitting by him with a note taped onto the side. Opening the note up, he scowled at it as he read the it. \n\n\"Dear what's your face, thank you for being stupid enough for me to force feed you oh so terribly. Guess this is another life lesson on why you should never trust strangers; especially foxy strangers. Anyways, here's a wheelbarrow I left you. No need to return it, I'll just stuff you full of food again. It was fun though wasn't it? I'm sure you might've enjoyed some part. If not…well…I sure did, muhahaha. Take care now, and be sure to stop by sometime for another treatment. If you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will feed you. Chow :3. Your dear friend, Foxy Loxy.\"\n\nCrumpling up the note, the ferret pulled the wheelbarrow over to him, grunted as he lifted his belly, and dumped it onto the barrow. Grabbing the handles, he wheeled himself away to the distant hills. His large belly wobble and he waddled about, as well as burbling as it attempted to digest its occupants. The once happy ferret would remain rather grumpy until he worked off all these calories. But, judging by how much he traveled, it shouldn't take long. At least now he would know not to trust strangers. Especially foxy strangers . \n\nThe End…", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Once upon a time, there was a ferret. He had no friends, and liked to travel around. But one day, there was a fox, who lead the ferret through a forest. Then suddenly, the fox gagged him, and tied him up. Soon, he brought in a barrel of apples, and before the poor ferret knew it, he was being stuffed full of apples. The poor thing dooked in struggle, but was saved by no one. An hour passes, and the ferret walks out, paws clutching his now distended belly, groaning and moaning in pain at having been stuffed so much. At any moment he felt he would collapse with fatigue.

But!!! That wasn't until the fox pulled him in for another round! Grunting as he pulled the now rather heavy ferret, the ferret made no struggle, as struggling would only add more discomfort to his already hurting stomach. Throwing him on the table once, more, he didn't bother to tie restraints as he was already submerged in a world of hurt. Brining over another barrel, the ferret noticed it was filled with peaches, and the two more barrels beside it with grapefruits and watermelons. Groaning and moaning to the high heavens, the fox stuffed peach after peach into his maw. The round fruits slithering deep down his gullet until they splashed in his stomach with a resounding gurgle. Prolonged dooks left his person as he was continuingly stuffed.

"You dislike that don't you," spoke the fox maliciously, "Well here, have some more. You're much too skinny to go on without some food in that belly."

Attempting to plead, the ferret didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of peaches. Another hour past until he finished the first barrel that he moved onto the even larger fruit. Not before taking a rest however, as the fox's wrist grew tired and he left the room. Slowly looking around, the ferret noticed the open doorway. The light of freedom calling to him. However, he was pinned down by his own massive weight. With all his strength, he pulled himself off the table, landing on the floor with a massive squelch. Clutching his abundant belly in agony as all of it's contents crushed his insides, he slowly but surely began dragging himself out. Groaning and short of a whining dook. Paw touching the outside, it was a pleasant feeling once again feeling dirt and grass. Dooking in a agonizing joy, he reached another paw across the floor, and another.

"Whoa now, not so fast my tubby friend, you still have two more barrels to go."

Feeling a pair of paws pull him by the tail, the ferret, groaned louder than ever as he was dragged back into the dark room. Moaning as the fox stood him up (the fox also grunting at lifting the heavy mustelid), he threw him back onto the table, and slower this time, fed him grapefruits with a single paw. Lazily, but still forceful enough so that the food would go down.

Seeing this sudden sign of weakness in the foxes feeding habit, the ferret mustered what strength he could in his jowls and sealed them shut, like a castle gate. Raising his eyebrow, the fox grinned viciously, "Oh, so resisting are we. Well, we have ways of making you eat."

Dooking quizzically, the ferret's gaze followed the fox who walked to the back of the room. Grunting, the fox pulled something rather large from the shadows. Coming into view, it looked to be a large machine with what seemed like a vacuum hose stretching out of it. "This'll teach you not to be so resisting," he chuckled devilishly.

Dooking with sorrow, the ferret remained vigilant and kept his mouth shut. The fox turning on the machine movie it closer to the ferrets mouth, who tried averting his head, but the suction power of the machine was too strong. The tubing merged with his mouth as it tried sucking, then flipping another switch, it seemed like air was being exhaled into his body.

"Alright, now that I got you, lets continue shall we."

Picking up the grapefruits form the barrel, he dumped them into a hole leading inside the machine. The fruits zigged and zagged through the tubing until the ferret felt a forceful entry into his mouth. The force of it caused him to wince, as it was more painful than the fox stuffing him. Quicker and quicker the fox filled the machine up with the fruits, the ferret attempting to squirm and take the tubing off with his free paws. But the pain was too much to bear, and he eventually passed out as his tightening stomach felt it were about to burst. Darkness consuming his world, all he was able to retain was the jolt of discomfort of food entering his body, and his growing belly growling in torture and stretching painfully.

* * *

Releasing a prolonged dook, the ferrets blurry vision began to clear up. Covering his face with a paw, his eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light of the sun. Wait! Sun! Rubbing his eyes, he blinked furiously as he was met with a lush green field of grass and hills. At first his reaction of being free made him want to do a jig on the spot, but as he attempted to stand, he was pressed down by a massive weight. Merely looking down, he noticed what was holding him down, and remembered everything that had transpired. Sighing like any sad ferret would (dooking with displeasure), he put a paw on a tremendous belly with gurgled and burbled with no end. The fox must've dumped him out here after having his way with him, and all he had to show for it was this massive belly which he couldn't be rid of. Attempting to stand up once more, he grunted at the chore, and somehow managed to get to his paws. Taking his first step, he didn't get far as his large belly still pinned him to the floor. Possibly all the watermelons getting back at him for imprisoning them in a dark world of stomach acid. Conveniently though (and oddly enough), the ferret noticed a wheelbarrow sitting by him with a note taped onto the side. Opening the note up, he scowled at it as he read the it.

"Dear what's your face, thank you for being stupid enough for me to force feed you oh so terribly. Guess this is another life lesson on why you should never trust strangers; especially foxy strangers. Anyways, here's a wheelbarrow I left you. No need to return it, I'll just stuff you full of food again. It was fun though wasn't it? I'm sure you might've enjoyed some part. If not…well…I sure did, muhahaha. Take care now, and be sure to stop by sometime for another treatment. If you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will feed you. Chow :3. Your dear friend, Foxy Loxy."

Crumpling up the note, the ferret pulled the wheelbarrow over to him, grunted as he lifted his belly, and dumped it onto the barrow. Grabbing the handles, he wheeled himself away to the distant hills. His large belly wobble and he waddled about, as well as burbling as it attempted to digest its occupants. The once happy ferret would remain rather grumpy until he worked off all these calories. But, judging by how much he traveled, it shouldn't take long. At least now he would know not to trust strangers. Especially foxy strangers .

The End…", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Force Fed Ferret Story", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/gif", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "0", "rating_name": "General", "ratings": [], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "72" }