Just like every day since he discovered the food from the earth, Beerus was lying on the lawn of his home eating whatever he had taken with him on his last visit. Hamburgers, pizza, hot dogs, milkshakes or ice cream, the feline brought enough food to feed an entire family for a year. Food that won't last a single week on his hands.

Because of this uncontrolled eating habit, his body grew rapidly, but not at all proportionately, almost all of it ended up on his now fat ass, just to quite thick thighs and hips. He had to borrow clothes from his brother, and when these no longer fit, he simply started to stop wearing pants. The orders for Whis were to bring food, not new clothes.

The cat devoured everything in one bite, chewing with his mouth open and catching in mid–air whatever escaped his fangs, a startling scene to the only person watching as he approached.

–For a moment I thought you were the fat pig of Champa, I can't believe this is why you didn't respond to my message.–For the first time in a long time the cat looked up from his food so he could see who said that. In front of him stood Quitela, arms crossed, looking down.

–Oh... You.– Beerus swallows a portion of steak so large that you can see the bulge going down his throat into his stomach. –What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy with something more important?–

–Did the grease go to your brain?! We had agreed to have our rematch next week after the last one.–

–Aha... And?–

–It's been 2 months after that!–

In response, Beerus gets up, turns around, lays down, and while eating again, raises his tail to let out a loud fart aimed at Quitela. The storm hit with such force that knocked him back a few steps, at the same time destroying one of his planet's largest moons.

Even with the force of the gas opening his buttocks, Beerus' butt is still too big to see his anus.

–You think it's a game or something?–He said while covering his nose, turning around to face each other again. –You said the loser should do what the winner says, so we'll have that rematch right now!–

Beerus sighed and stood up again. –Very well, if you want to be my slave so badly, I'll grant it to you, although a slave as small as you wouldn't be of any use to me.–

–We'll see about that! It's my turn to choose, and seeing all those extra fat, I choose to have a race, the first one to go around the planet 100 times wins.–

–Ha! Even with double the weight, you couldn't beat me with those short legs!–

They both get into position, count to 3 and run off as fast as they can. The first 23 laps were very close, but Beerus quickly felt a slight burning in his thighs, which by lap 28 turned into pain in his legs.

Before he knew it, Beerus was running at human speed, sweating and heaving, straining hard until he finally collapsed on the ground exhausted, face against the ground with his butt up.

–Kekeke, what happened, fat ass! You're about to be my slave and I'll make you put down those carnitas.–

He continued the race while Beerus tried to get up, but halfway through his attempt, with all the momentum and speed, Quitela spanked him during that turn. So much force threw him again, left his buttocks bouncing and made him let out another fart, even louder than the previous one.

A few seconds and officially, the rodent won the right to order the feline marked as property by the silhouette of his hand.

–Damn it... Ah... This is ridiculous.–His buttocks wiggled and clapped as he walked back to the start where Quitela was waiting for him with a big smile of superiority. –All right rat, let's finish this quickly so I can get back to my food.–

–You shouldn't talk to your new master like that. But it's too late, I'll take my revenge right now.–Quitela climbs on a stone at Beerus' height and pulls down his pants. Big balls, so big that they don't match at all with a penis of barely 5 centimeters. –Have you ever tried one before? I bet you have, and you loved it, no doubt. Even though you're a cat, you have all the makings of a good little bitch, my little bitch.–

The reaction was as expected, Beerus dying laughing at the size of his new owner. –Seriously, with that little thing I won't have anything to worry about! Wouldn't you rather I lick your finger, so you'll at least get half of it?–

On his side, Quitela's smile did not disappear. –Well, I'm still waiting. I want to see if you're still laughing when I'm done with you.–

Slowly the laughter stopped and the cat squatted down, facing the rodent's sleeping meat. –Ha, I hope I don't accidentally break it.–Teasing a bit, Beerus pretends to be careful as he wraps his lips around the penis. A few licks and Beerus' expression changed completely. 

–What's wrong kitty? Don't stop, I love the way your tongue scrapes down there–His member was growing rapidly as it got harder. Long and thick it quickly filled the mouth where it lay.

By the time it reached 40 centimeters, frightened Beerus tried to pull it out of his mouth by moving backwards, but it was grabbed by the ears and pulled back to the base in one sudden rough movement.

Beerus' eyes turned to hearts, as if a switch turned in his brain activating a desire he didn't know about for Quitela's dick.

As soon as he was released, he began to do the half to base work himself accompanied by licking and constant swallowing sounds. –Wow, I was right in thinking you were quite the little bitch.–

On the contrary, Quitela was wrong. This is the first time Beerus has done this, however, he found that he loves it and does it wonderfully. 

It wasn't long before the rodent grabbed Beerus by the head, pulling him away to the tip. –Be sure to swallow it all.–He shot inside with the most natural and relaxed face of pleasure the cat had ever seen. –Don't worry kitty, I have more milk for you.–And he pulled out his piece of meat, covered only with saliva.

Beerus swallows and his expression changes completely. –Who do you think you're dealing with to talk like that?–

–Wow, it seems you only behave well when you have a penis inside you... Let's check it out, get on 4.–

The first reaction of Beerus' body upon hearing that, was a shudder that made him relax his anus, letting out another strong gas by accident. Grudgingly, he turned around and pointed his fat ass back up, unable to do more than brace himself.

From the stone, Quitela leaps like an animal hunting, landing with his second tail pointed straight at his prey's hole. Thanks to the size of the cat's buttocks, only half of it was able to enter, with a sound of balls colliding against soft flesh and a loud high–pitched moan.

From the beginning were constant thrusting with the intention of tearing the cat apart and making clear that he is not going to receive no mercy on his first time.

Beerus couldn't even think a single word, he just moaned and gasped with nothing but Quitela's penis surrounded by hearts in his mind. Without receiving a command, he arched his back, put his head on the ground and spread his buttocks apart with his hands finally allowing the entire length to finally be inside, giving him a hard thrust he wasn't expecting.

That was a bad idea, he should have tried to get used to it first, as doing that caused the missing size to emerge. Within seconds, Quitela's penis doubled in size thanks to the pleasurable sensation, noticeably bulging Beerus' stomach at the same time his owner paused in surprise.

Beerus' moan was heard all over his planet, followed by a worried expression –Please don't stop! Don't leave me like this! I want more! Look!– He said leaning back, he lifted his tail and even with that huge obstacle inside him, he was able to make enough force to shoot the strongest gas of his whole life. –I promise I'll keep blasting more like that, but please don't stop!

–I didn't imagine you were such a needy, stinky bitch, you're lucky that's just what I plan to do.–

As he sed, the thrusts returned with more brutality thanks to the new size. Beerus' moans ring out to the rhythm of the balls slamming into his ass and his.

After a few minutes, Quitela hugs the feline's tail and lunges backwards, falling backwards onto the floor and causing Beerus to fall into a sitting position leaving his ass trembling.

–I'm about to finish, if you want your milk you'll have to milk it yourself.–

Beerus immediately understood and quickly began the work. As far up as he could go he couldn't get Quita's cock out of him, which helped a lot, and lowering himself down he fell with all his weight, forming a bigger and bigger crater on the place.

So much activity, especially in his intestine, made it impossible to control his gas. Every 3 or 4 squats were accompanied by a heavy fart that expelled some of Quitela's presemen around the edges. Then every 2 squats, and finally every squat was an assured storm.

At first it bothered him, but in his mind the internal dialogue was different: “Why does this feel so good? If he keeps like this it will be over much sooner than I thought, 10 more minutes and it's over... Damn! I can't stop sniffing, I'm starting to like that smell.”


In one thing he was wrong, he started panting too and in less than a minute he finally shot an uncontrolled load of semen. The gasses finally stop because of so much thick liquid, which runs all over his insides from his stomach which inflates more and more until it comes out under pressure. On his side Beerus can't resist either and shoots several times in front of him.

When this avalanche of pleasure is over, both were exhausted, Beerus falls backwards using the little energy he had left to make himself a little to the side to lie down next to Quita, abruptly pulling out the only thing that prevented a river of semen to come out of his open hole.

–Looks like I've found a good use for that fat kitty ass.–

About to respond, Beerus is interrupted by his own guts. Quickly he lifts and spreads his legs, holding them wide open forming a v with his legs.

The gases return, spurting out the semen, creating a growing pool of white. Quitela watches with a small proud smile, it gives him pleasure to see how he mangled to leave the cat like that.

But just as quickly as they started, the farts stopped –Oh no... Here it comes.–And were replaced by a huge log that came out almost sliding all over the semen. A long, thick log that gapped up Beerus' freshly used hole even more, which furthermore, did not come alone.

There was no longer a single drop of semen left, it was all expelled by the excessive waste that continued long enough for both of them to contemplate a sunset thanks to the mountain he formed.

Beerus sighed in relief and looked back at Quitela. He had a clear expression of astonishment at seeing all that come out of there, a look that quickly blushed for no clear reason at first glance.

Quitela got up and put his clothes back on. –Well, I have to get back to my universe to eeee… Do important things! You're still my slave so I'll be back for more soon.–Leaving Beerus confused, the rodent leaves as fast as he could.

–Damn damn damn damn! I can't believe watching that fat ass dumping got me so hard! Luckily I left before he noticed.–