Staring at the clock eagerly with all the patience a child could muster, Koar could barely stop his tail from flicking back and forth while his paws clenched and unclenched. He knew that waiting for him at home was a special "surprise" visit from his uncle and he was beside himself in anticipation to see his extended family. It helped of course that this uncle was a chef with his own restaurant and an all too enabling personality when it came to his nephew. Daydreaming about the last time Uncle Nik had come for a visit and the weekend long barbeque he prepared, Koar was all but drooling at the thought. His daydream of a picnic table of food all for him was rudely interrupted when a wadded ball of paper smacked into the side of his muzzle and a pair of giggles reached his ears. Snapping his head to the side he saw his two friends smirking at him and pointing to the paper ball at his feet. Scooping it up and smoothing it out he read [i]So are we still having the sleepover at your house?[/i] Ears flicking back, Koar looked at the two and gave a thumbs up. It took very little pleading for his dad and uncle to agree to a sleepover while Uncle Nik was visiting; it was actually his uncle who agreed first, claiming that it was easier to cook for a group than just the three of them. 
      
      Scribbling in a sloppy scrawl Koar replied [i]Of course! Just be sure you bring your appetite. My uncle is cooking us a huge dinner tonight.[/i] Checking to make sure the teacher wouldn't notice, the golden jackal wadded up the note and flicked it back towards his friends, smiling as Deklan fumbled with the ball before clasping it and sharing the information with his brother. The news that Kazan's family had adopted Deklan had spread quickly through school and everybody was happy for the two friends turned brothers though it didn't take long for Koar to notice a different change in the two. Ever since coming back from winter break the two had been moving a bit more sluggishly through the halls and avoiding the playground at recess. The biggest tip off was the double helpings of lunch every day when Koar finally recognized the two shared a similar interest with him. It wasn't long before the three became fast friends and the young jackal invited the two to a sleepover; it was just convenient timing that his uncle would be visiting that weekend. 
      
      Turning his focus back to the clock as it ticked down the minutes, the class gave a near jubilant scream as the bell rang to signal a rare three day weekend. Backpacks crammed with books and papers the class hurriedly pushed and shoved their way to the door, eager to be the first ones free from the school. Koar had to restrain himself from rushing forward with the rest of the crowd to make sure he could talk to his friends. Making his way over to the blue and green wolf and his brother, Koar gave an eager wave of his tail. "You guys ready for the weekend?" he asked. 
      
      Deklan nudged his brother's soft side and gave a full-toothed grin. "Are you kidding? After everything you told us about your uncle and his restaurant? We're dying to meet him! You sure it's okay that we're sleeping over though?"
      
      Kazan gave a nod and chimed in "We both know family is important and everything. We don't want to butt in and take that time away from you."
      
      Seeing that the classroom was mostly empty now, the three began to make their way out into the halls. "Don't worry about that, guys. My uncle already said he wanted to cook for us and just wait till you try his food. It's the [i]best[/i]." Heading straight for the front door the group of friends scanned the street for familiar vehicles and the two brothers gave a nod as they saw their parent's car. 
      
      "We'll be over at your house in like an hour okay?" Kazan called as they raced for the car. Koar's large ears managed to pick up a few stray words that sounded like "snacks" but he shrugged it off. A few minutes of looking and it wasn't long before he saw his own father's vehicle with an equally familiar red-furred individual behind the wheel. Racing for the door, Koar threw it open with an excited laugh as he dove into the back seat. "Uncle Nik! I thought you weren't going to be here when I got out of school!" Throwing his arms around the headrest, he gave an affectionate hug to his uncle who laughed and gave his nephew a pat on the head in response.
      
      "Okay, okay! Ease up, Kiddo - I still have to drive here. So, excited to see me, eh?" Nik asked as his nephew finally let him go. Putting the car into gear and pulling free from the line of cars he carefully made his way back onto the main road. "How have you been, Koar? Still my favorite little taste-tester I hope?" 
      
      Koar gave an embarrassed blush as he sat back in his seat. "Of course I missed you, Uncle Nik. And your cooking," he stuck out his tongue in response. "I can't wait for my friends to meet you and try your cooking too. What are you going to make us? More barbeque? Or pizza? I remember trying those chicken wings last time I went to your restaurant!" 
      
      Nik gave a chuckle as his young nephew listed off all the food he wanted to try. "No, no nothing like that this time. Since I'm cooking for you and your friends this weekend I actually had something else in mind. I want to add a new item to the menu at my restaurant and I need some critical palates to tell me what the best is. Think you and your friends can handle that?" Koar gave an excited grin as his tail began to flick back and forth. He could tell this was going to be a good visit. "Oh that reminds me too. Your dad got called into work tonight so it's going to be just us and your buddies. Hope you don't mind handling your old man's portions too." 
      
      The way Nik casually added that he would be served a double helping of everything brought a grin to his face and a deep rumble in his stomach. "Don't worry Uncle Nik, I can handle everything you've got!" Koar proudly boasted. A deep laugh came from the front as Nik smiled and pulled onto the side streets to get home. A short discussion of what he had been up to the past year and the friends who would be sleeping over brought the commute to a barely noticeable length. Throwing open the door, Koar quickly ran around the parked car and gave his uncle a proper hug, beaming happily at the red panda. "Let's go inside and I can show you the new toys I got! And then you can tell me what you're making for dinner."
      
      Smiling at how eager his nephew was, Nik obliged by following Koar to his bedroom and whistling at the drastic redecoration to a Super Mutt themed room. "Well now, what is all this...some new super hero you kids are into?" 
      
      Sticking his tongue out, Koar grabbed the nearest plushy and held it up to his uncle. "It's not just any super hero, Uncle Nik. It's Super Mutt and he's the coolest hero ever! He doesn't have a lot of powers but he's like really smart and how he brings the bad guys to jail is the [i]coolest[/i]. He swallows them whole and flies them to jail where he rematerializes them into a cell. That way the bad guys don't escape during transport like with other super heroes." 
      
       Nik stared at his nephew with a stunned expression. "And your dad is okay with you idolizing a hero that eats people? Seems like a pretty mean thing to do." Turning the plushy over in his paws, Nik found a zipper on the toy's stomach where he assumed another toy could be placed for "transport."
      
       Rolling his eyes, Koar scoffed loudly with crossed arms. "It's not mean! Super Mutt is the hero and he doesn't hurt the bad guys by like...digesting them or anything! He spent six years training in the North Pole to learn how to rematerialize people he eats. He's a good guy!" 
      
       Fiddling with the toy, Nik smiled and gave the plushy back to his nephew. "Alright, alright. I believe you that Super Mutt is the good guy. How about after dinner you tell me more about him? Is he on T.V. or something or is this a comic book hero?" Heading to the kitchen, Koar gave an excited grin and told his uncle about the first episode of the Super Mutt show he had seen. Listening patiently, Nik gave one ear to his nephew and put the rest of his focus on getting dinner ready, setting three large kettles to boil as he prepared a different broth for each. 
      
       Inhaling to continue his story, Koar stopped when the doorbell sounded and he jumped free of the table. "They're here! Let me go get my friends, Uncle Nik!" Racing for the door, Koar threw it open and smiled at his two friends, tail blurring behind him. "Come in guys! My uncle's already making dinner." Kazan and Deklan turned towards the road and gave a wave to their mom watching from the car. Koar gave a wave himself and watched her drive off once she saw that her kids were safe with their friend. "You guys have everything you need?" Koar asked, seeing both Kazan and Deklan had a small duffle bag in hand. 
      
      "Yup! We've got everything we need for tonight," Kazan said with a nudge at his brother's side. 
      
       Koar watched the two as Deklan nudged back and seemed to share a personal joke, not sure if he caught the two winking at each other. Mentally shrugging off the action as brotherly affection, Koar spun on his heels and showed the two into his house, ears cocking backwards as the wolf and culpeo started to eagerly sniff the air and the familiar sound of a rumbling tummy reached him. "Haha, come on you guys, let's go see what my uncle is cooking!"
      
       Hurrying into the kitchen, the two guests stopped when they saw a striped tail flicking back and forth casually, unsure if the red panda tending to the stove was part of some trick. "I thought you said..." Kazan started.
      
      "He's your uncle?" Deklan finished. 
      
       Nik turned to face his guests, grinning at the confused pups. "You two must be Koar's friends." Stepping forward and ruffling the jackal's ears, he held out paw toward the brothers. "My name is Nikolai and yes, I am Koar's uncle." The two boys nervously shook the panda's paw and looked him over. 
      
      "If you're his uncle, how come you're not a jackal?" Kazan asked. 
      
       Smirking as he turned his attention back to the stove, Nik gave a stir to one of the kettles before answering. "I'm not related to Koar through blood but I've been a friend of his dad's for years. This little guy started calling 'Uncle' since he could talk," swatting at Koar with his lengthy tail for emphasis. "So I'm not really his uncle, but it's easy enough to stick with the title."
      
       Grinning at his friends, Koar gave an empathetic wave of his tail. "It's okay guys, I've known Uncle Nik for forever and he's really nice. And..." dragging out the word in singsong, "If you ask really nice, Uncle Nik might take requests for dinner too!" Hearing a snort come from behind him, Koar continued. "I told you guys my uncle owns a restaurant and he's a really awesome cook, err...chef I mean."
      
       Shutting down the burners, Nik covered the three kettles and got out an equal number of bowls. "I know it's a bit early for dinner, but I need some help from you guys. I'm adding a new item to the menu at my restaurant and I need some taste testers. You pups want to lend me your stomachs tonight?" In response, two loud rumbles came from the brothers that brought a smile to everyone's face. "Go get your bags up to Koar's bedroom and wash your paws then. I'm going to put some finishing touches to the food."
      
       Picking up their bags, Deklan and Kazan followed their friend to his room. "I guess your uncle is pretty cool if he's going to let us choose what's on the menu at his restaurant," Kazan said. 
      
      "He [i]is[/i] cool, guys. Just wait till you try his cooking! You're gonna be begging for thirds in no time." Koar was a little disappointed his friends weren't blown away by his collection of Super Mutt memorabilia, but he was quickly distracted when Kazan and Deklan each opened their duffle bags and started digging out a large assortment of chips, snack cakes and candy. "Guys! My uncle's food is good...Why did you bring all this junk food?"
      
       Looking at each other, the wolf and culpeo shared a mischievous grin. "We believe you that his cooking is good, Koar, and we're going to eat as much as we can. All of this is for tonight before we go to bed."
      
       Nodding in agreement, Kazan gave his friend a pat on the shoulder. "We just wanted to make this sleepover a little interesting. You told us your uncle was a chef and Dek and I love to eat. So we're gonna make a bet with you that whoever eats the least tonight has to let the other two feed him as much as they want of all these snacks. This way everybody gets as full as they can possibly get!"
      
       Looking at his friends like they were crazy, Koar had to question if they were serious or not. Yet looking back at their explosive weight gain and greatly increased capacity for lunch at school, he had a feeling that an eating contest between the two had become a common bonding exercise for them. A part of him admired how easily they embraced a "living large" lifestyle and he had to admit the prospect of stuffing one of his friends or being stuffed by them was something he would enjoy. "Okay...okay you guys have a deal," he said with a confident grin. "But where did you guys get all of this? It looks like you raided a vending machine."
      
       Deklan shook his head. "It's not enough for a vending machine but it's pretty close; Kaz and I saved up our Christmas money to get all this. We figured tonight was a good time to splurge," he said with a playful jab at his brother's soft stomach. "Let's go wash up and get to dinner!" 
      
       Leading his friends to the restroom where they took turns washing their paws, the three pups chatted animatedly about what they could do for fun tonight as they headed downstairs to the dining room. Nik was waiting patiently for them, empty bowls already placed for them at their seats. "There you boys are! Come take a seat and I'll serve up dinner." Nodding as the three sat side-by-side, Nik placed his paw on one of the cooking kettles on the table. "Now here's how this is going to work. I've got three very similar but different dishes for you boys to try and I need you to tell me which one is the best. We don't move onto the next bowl until everyone is done eating their current one. To make sure I appropriately tease your palates, we're going to have a minimum of three bowls per kettle. After dinner, you can tell me which one was the best."
      
       Grinning at his friends, Koar nodded eagerly and held out his bowl to Nik to be filled, his friends doing likewise. Carefully removing the lid, a steamy aroma of beef filled the air and Nik reached a ladle into the kettle, filling the first bowl with a generous helping of freshly cooked noodles and slices of roast beef. All six ears perked forward as the trio of noses began to eagerly sniff at the air and their bowls with Kazan and Deklan licking their lips in anticipation. Koar, the last one served, took his bowl and looked up at his uncle to say thanks when he caught Nik pass him a sly wink. The action brought an excited swish to his tail as he knew what his uncle had planned. 
      
       All three boys gave their thanks and took hold of their utensils, digging into the beefy meal. Kazan and Deklan were thrilled to find that the noodles Nik had used were thick and heavy, having simmered in the beef broth where they soaked up as much flavor as possible. The brothers made every attempt possible to savor the taste but they, like Koar, were soon gulping down the noodles whole and nearly drinking the salty broth straight from the bowl; only the thin slices of roast beef made them pause to chew. As one, they each held out their empty bowls to the smiling red panda, tails wagging in unison as they were given seconds. 
      
       Bellies filling with warm food now, they managed to slow down enough and really enjoy the meal, though Nik noticed that all three still took large gulping swallows over actually chewing their food. It was after their third bowl, with paws extended for more, when Nik gave a wide grin and took the licked-clean bowls from them and filled three fresh ones with the contents of a different kettle. Kazan and Deklan were surprised when they were handed a different sort of noodle; the past three bowls seeming to have blended into one for them. 
      
       This new dish was made with long, thin noodles resting in a buttery yellow broth that gave off a mild cheddar scent. The boys were thrilled to see that a thick half-breast of chicken was placed in each bowl, though all three silently agreed the chopped broccoli florets were the least appetizing ingredient. Giving his guests new forks so as not to cross-contaminate flavors, Nik nodded for them to start. Reluctant of the vegetables, Kazan and Deklan took a small forkful of noodles, eyes widening in surprise as the thick butter and cheese broth hid any hint of vegetables and brought a delectable mash of flavors to their tongues. Koar had no reservations of the green florets and eagerly stabbed his fork into the bowl repeatedly, his friends taking similar action after the first bite. It took little time for the noodles to be cleared and each pup stabbed at their chicken breast, dipping it into the thick broth and tearing off small mouthfuls. 
      
       Nik couldn't help but grin as he sat across from his nephew, fingers crossed and chin resting atop his paws as he watched them heartily attack their bowls. He had known the young jackal sported a more-than-healthy appetite and he couldn't claim surprise to find out his friends shared a similar love of food. It was this exact indulgence of simple and delicious food that he was looking for in tasters and he couldn't stop himself from taking a mental note to come back to these three if he wanted to remake his menu, confident these pups had the capacity he needed to make sure his cooking was consistently delicious. 
      
       In no time at all he was serving seconds and then thirds. Each bowl was picked clean of every scrap of food and slurped clear of every drop of broth. Nik knew better than to be surprised, but being handed licked clean bowls to be refilled brought a sense of wonderment and a little pride that his food was good enough for them to eat every drop. Putting a lid of the second kettle, Nik set it aside with the first and took hold of the last. "You guys have quite the appetite! This is our last one to sample, so after this is done you can tell me which one you liked best or if you want to resample any of them; we'll have about two servings left in each one." Taking off the lid, all three noses inched forward and eagerly sniffed at the air, a tantalizing wave of pork wafting over them. 
      
       Koar, Kazan and Deklan looked down at their bowls as Nik set them on the table. Each bowl was filled with a thick gravy-like soup with a few ridges of fat noodles peeking up through the surface and resting on the rim of the bowls were two heavy slices of juicy roast pork. Deklan was the first to sample this new dish, his ears shooting straight up and tail bushing out as the rich flavor of meat, gravy and noodles raced across his tongue and down his throat. Wasting no time, he tucked into the heavy dish with gusto. Koar and Kazan followed soon after, their three tails wagging eagerly as they worked over the meal. Nik watched and refilled bowls as they emptied, noticing that the boys were finally slowing down to a more normal dining speed and actually chewing over the food instead of gulping it down - a sign that either this was the best noodle dish yet or they were too full to gorge on it. 
      
       Three servings soon came and went and all three pups leaned back in their chairs with a bloated and round middle. Seeing the navy and green wolf cradling his round stomach with both paws and his brother giving his own a loving pat, Koar licked up a stray stain of gravy from his muzzle and looked at his uncle. "Well I know which one was my favorite, Uncle Nik!"
      
       Kazan and Deklan looked at each other with a similar worried look as they thought back to the bet they made in Koar's room. All three had eaten the same amount of food and were thoroughly stuffed from the experience. "Mr. Nik?" Deklan asked. "Do you think we could have more? Kazan and I want to make sure we [i]know[/i] which is the best one!" 
      
       Suddenly remembering the bet himself, Koar gave a small nod to his uncle. "I wouldn't mind having more too. I think I can stomach a few more bowls." Nik looked each pup in the eyes to see if they were serious before he consented, bringing all three kettles back in front of him. "If you guys are sure you want more, we've got about two servings per pot. Who wants the roast beef noodles?" Koar and Deklan each held out their bowls, tails wagging as Nik filled them. 
      
      "I'll take the chicken one, Mr. Nik." Kazan said, slowly leaning forward to have his bowl filled. Leaning forward into the table, the multi-colored wolf could feel his soft ball-belly pressing into his lap, conforming and shaping around his thighs. During the course of dinner, Kazan had noticed his shirt getting tighter and tighter, soon feeling it ride up his expanding middle as his belly became fuller and heavier. Now that he was on his tenth bowl, more food than he had eaten in weeks, he got a dreaded feeling in his gut that this would be the last on he could stomach. Sitting against the back of the chair, Kazan gave a soft inhale as his stomach squelched and sloshed in his lap, ears turning red as he was sure everyone could hear, though his brother and Koar paid no attention to his noisy stomach. Exhaling through his nose and watching the steam from the noodles swirl through the air, he set to work with the others. 
      
       Deklan eagerly and noisily worked through the last of the roast beef noodles with Koar, stabbing at the thin strips of meat with his fork and bringing them to his waiting jaws. He could feel his soft stomach digging into the waistband of his jeans, an uncomfortable yet oddly satisfying feeling he had become used to over the past few weeks. Nine bowls of noodles had filled up his stomach nice and tight and though he could easily stop, the short culpeo knew his stomach would stretch to hold just a few more. Catching his brother clear his bowl and lay his head on the table, arms cradling a bloated white-furred belly, Deklan knew that Kazan was out for the count. Koar however was already holding his bowl out more, pointing at the pork infused noodles. Tilting his bowl up and chugging down the last of the broth, Deklan held his out and asked for the same. 
      
       Now that Kazan had lost the bet, Koar wasn't sure he wanted to force another bowl into his stomach, but knowing Deklan like he did, he was sure if he didn't have at least one more bowl than the wolf, he'd be "tied" and be subject to half the junk food waiting upstairs too. It helped that this bowl, his last he decided, was actually his favorite. The rich and creamy gravy was good enough to drink straight and filled his stomach like nothing he'd ever had, the hunks of pork an added bonus. Slowing down as he neared the last few bites, Koar had to force himself to chew each bite and swallow it down. Seeing Deklan clear his bowl and demand the last helping, Koar could only shake his head and hold his bloated gut as he wondered where his friend put it all. 
      
       Grinning as the last fork clattered in the bowl, Nik looked at the three stuffed pups as they sluggishly rubbed and massaged their stomachs, small ears flicking forward at the audible grumbles coming from their drum-tight bellies. Stacking the dirty dishes together, he let them sit and digest while he cleared the table, a small smirk on his lips as he carried the three empty kettles to the sink. "You boys did quite a number on dinner, so now it's time to tell me which one you liked best. Majority wins and since you've been such awesome taste testers, you guys can come to my restaurant anytime you want and order as many bowls of noodles as you can stomach - on the house!"
      
       The mention of more food brought a low groan from Kazan but his tail, like the others, started to wag at the praise. "M-My favorite had to be the pork, Mr. Nik...it was really good." Deklan and Koar each nodded in agreement to the wolf's assessment, Deklan adding that the gravy like broth was the best part. Grinning as he finally had his answer, Nik gave a firm nod and walked around the table, helping pull their chairs out. "Pork noodles with a gravy broth it is then! I'm going to go do the dishes, you boys head up to Koar's room and lie down alright. I'll check on you in a bit."
      
       Shakily standing, Koar and his friends were nearly doubled over as they slowly shuffled to the staircase, forced to take each step one at a time to avoid unnecessary roughness to their abdomens. "Oh man...I don't know about you, but I haven't been this full in forever!" Kazan complained, crawling onto the bed and laying down with a relieved exhale. 
      
       Deklan sat down beside his brother, both paws on his rotund frame and rubbing in small circles. "Does your uncle make this much food all the time for you, Koar?" he asked as he carefully lied down beside the wolf. 
      
       Grinning sheepishly, Koar took a seat at his desk, trying not to stare at his friend's stomachs - two globular masses sticking up from them, almost perfectly spherical and drum-tight to the touch. Each pained inhale caused the twin mountains to rise a few inches, expanding even larger before the exhale brought them back to a smaller, though still impressive, size. "He doesn't usually cook that much for just me. He likes to cook a lot, but he knows when I have to call it quits...I guess he wanted to see if you guys could keep up with me." 
      
       Deklan gave a wide grin at that and a firm pat to his belly, causing it to shift and wobble uncontrollably. "I kept up [i]and[/i] I beat you, Koar!" Slowly lifting himself onto his elbows, Kazan and Koar watched Deklan’s ears pin back against his head in embarrassment, all three staring at his stomach as it came to eye level for the culpeo. "W-Woah...I must be huge," he mumbled. 
      
       Kazan gave a wide grin and gently nudged his brother's stomach with his elbow, causing a ripple of motion in Deklan's vision. "Jeez, Dek, what did you do? Eat a whole horse?!" All three pups erupted in giggles, unable to stop themselves as the laughter caused everyone's jelly-like bellies to jiggle and wobble uncontrollably as a fresh wave of giggles poured into the room. It took ten full minutes of laughing at each other to finally stop, all panting heavily as they tried to ease their groaning guts. 
      
      "H-He might look like he ate a horse, Kazan," Koar said, trying to stop himself from giggling again. "But after we're done with you for losing the bet, you're going to look like you ate two!" A full-tooth grin formed on the jackal and culpeo's mouths as Kazan's ears pinned back. 
      "Come on guys! I'm stuffed to bursting right now, I can't take anymore! Let's handle the bet tomorrow morning so I've actually got room. Please!"
      
       Koar looked to Deklan for guidance, unsure if they should take care of Kazan now or in the morning like he asked. Dek was clearly thinking it over, biting his lower lip as he thought. "Okay, bro, we'll wait till the morning. I don't think Koar's dad and uncle would be very happy if you popped inside their house," he teased. Exhaling in relief Kazan rolled his shoulders to get comfortable, massaging his belly. 
      
       Realizing Koar's small twin bed couldn't accommodate everybody, they slowly set to work making a bed on the floor, piling blankets and pillows in the middle of the room for them to share. The work of creating a makeshift bed, coupled with their massive dinner, tuckered the pups out. By the time Nik came upstairs to check on them, all three were cuddled up against each other on the pillows, eyes closed and breathing deeply as they slept. Turning the lights off, Nik whispered good night and left them to dream
       
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       Kazan's large ears twitched back and forth in his sleep as quiet rustling echoed in the room, a creak of the floorboards one minute and a rustle of clothing the next. Not even the glass-shattering-loud noise of crinkling plastic could wake him. In his dreams he was eating another gigantic meal of Nik's, belly large but limitless as he gorged and wolfed down food to his hearts content. When he felt a heavy pressure on his stomach, one easily as heavy as his entire body, he still couldn't stop eating, jaws working overtime as he tore into a delectable dessert. It was only when his maw, the one outside of dreamland, was crammed full of a moist baked good that his eyes snapped open. Leaning into his field of vision was his brother and, now that he was awake, he noticed the heavy weight on his stomach was actually his Koar sitting on him. 
      
       Whining as he struggled to free himself of both his friends and the large muffin in his jaw, he felt Deklan clamp both paws over his snout, muffling any noise as well as any muzzle. "Shh, Kazan! It's morning now and you have to own up to our bet! Quit whining and just... chew!" he grunted as he tried to force his brother's jaws to work. 
      
       Kazan whined louder as he tried to push the other boys away, arms pinned down to his side and held in place by Koar's knees. Finally swallowing the last of the massive muffin, his jaws were immediately refilled with more pastries, Koar's paw coming away with powdered sugar from the four mini-doughnuts. "Kaz, quit struggling! You made this bet you're going to see it through." At every point his gullet downed a mouthful of food another, just as large, helping made its way inside. Kazan had never had anybody feed him before, not since he was a baby at least, and the aggressive double-teaming from Deklan and Koar left his cheeks constantly crammed full without any time to pause and actually taste what he was being forced to eat. 
      
       Eventually his struggling ceased, too tired to fight anymore, and allowed the two to push as much calorie-rich junk food down his throat as they could. Lying on the floor, chewing automatically and taking as heavy a swallow he could manage, Kazan ate and ate for what seemed like hours. It was a surprise when the pressure on his abdomen relieved itself. Watching Koar stand up over Kazan with an excited grin, Deklan stood up as well. "Wh-What's going on..." he moaned. His stomach felt twice as tight and full since dinner and he could feel smears of sugar, chocolate and flecks of pastries on his muzzle. 
      
      "You're all done, Kaz!" Deklan said excitedly, squatting down to help sit his brother up. "You ate everything we brought with us, ya big fatty," he teased. 
      
       Moaning again as he shakily found his footing. Kazan looked at the mess of wrappers and cardboard piled on the floor, ears flicking back as it dawned on him that all that food was in his belly. "I feel like I'm going to explode..." he mumbled, belching loudly all of a sudden. 
      
       Koar covered his muzzle in a gasp, eyes darting to his closed door until he was sure nobody heard. As one, he and Deklan erupted in a fit of giggles; even Kazan joined in. "This is the best sleep over I've ever had," Koar said, tail flicking back and forth happily. 
      
      "Do you think we can do this again sometime?" Deklan asked.
      
       A smirk crossed the jackal's muzzle as he looked at Deklan, to Kazan and back. "You guys can [i]bet[/i] on it!"