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Young Steve Squirrel has gotten a date with a doe girl from his high school AND it’s on Valentine’s Day too. He’s been saving all his money for this day and is even taking her to a fancy restaurant that’s a bit out of his price range. He should be fine though, right? I mean, how much can 1, hungry, teenaged, doe eat?", "writing": "A Bankrupting Valentine’s Day\nBy ChubbySong321\n\n\nIt was cool, but not too cold, outside as snow lightly fell to the ground. Of course, Steve could see this from his table inside the nice, warm, restaurant. He noticed this as he waited for his date to arrive. He was a little nervous. After all, this was no ordinary date. This was Valentine’s Day. More importantly, this was young Steve’s very first date. His very first blind date as well\n\nYes, it was a big night for the 16 year old squirrel. A lot of firsts were being made here. After all, Steve wasn’t 1 for the dating scene. The tall, rail-thin, grey squirrel with blue eyes and short cut, dark, hair and glasses, wasn’t exactly the most outgoing person. In fact, he was quite the quiet type. He had NEVER asked anyone out before in his life\n\nHowever, he also didn’t want to spend another Valentine’s Day alone at home. So, with a little help from 1 of his friends, something was arranged with a nice girl he had seen around school a few times. Actually, he had only seen the deer’s head. For whatever reason, Steve had never really seen the doe’s body. It was just the way things seemed to go. Whenever he saw the venison she would be behind bookshelves, tables, crowds, etc. Still, he was hopeful things would work out well. From everything he’d heard about Fawn, she seemed like a really nice person\n\nSo there he sat, in a blue sweater and black pants, waiting expectantly for Fawn to arrive. He had picked a nice restaurant that was, admittedly, a little out of his price range. However, he wanted to make a good impression. Besides, he had worked quite hard this year at his afterschool job and felt he had enough money for at least 1 nice meal for him, and his date. After all, how much could 1, teenaged, deer girl eat?\n\nSoon the door opened and Steve eyes went wide with delight. He could clearly see Fawn…well her head anyways. The short wall by the front entrance blocked the rest of her. Every single time this seemed to happen! Still, he could see her dark-brown fur, her brilliant, green, eyes and her excited, cheery, smile. Said brilliant eyes were darting back and forth, searching for her would-be date\n\nSteve gulped nervously and waved over to her. Finally, she caught sight of him and, a bit shocking to Steve, who had never had the highest self-confidence, her smile didn’t fade. She happily hurried over and, finally, the boy could get a good look at her. She was tall, almost a foot bigger than him, with thin legs and arms as 1 would expect from a deer. The nervous boy guessed she was probably about a year older than him too. However, he really couldn’t make anything more out. Her parka kind of obscured the rest of her body\n\nIt was only once Fawn approached the table that she finally took off her jacket and he could see the lovely, red, dress she was wearing. It perfectly covered her impressive chest...and her bulging belly. Steve almost gasped. She wasn’t THAT fat, but she did look almost gravid. Was…was she expecting? No, he could tell by the light jiggle of her tummy that she wasn’t. It was all blubber\n\nPoor Steve wasn’t really into bigger girls, but he thought Fawn still looked stunning none the less. A little chub wasn’t something the young man couldn’t overlook. After all, being the nerdy, bookish, type, he was glad she was here with him at all\n\nAfter the 2 had made introductions, they began to chat a bit about their different likes and dislikes. To be fair, the poor squirrel was a little lightheaded as this happened. He was just so nervous and so taken by Fawn. She was, just as he had heard: quite cherry and never really stopped smiling. Even as a few of their likes and dislikes clashed, she was still quite nice. After all, Steve wasn’t the biggest Katie Parrot fan and it should’ve been obvious that Fawn wasn’t so thrilled to hear about Steve’s love of Basements and Dragons\n\nIt was then their waiter finally arrived. He was a thin, snooty-looking, basset hound in a white suit with black slacks. Neither Steven, nor Fawn, could blame him for his tardiness. After all, the restaurant was packed with the large crowd Valentine’s Day brought with it\n\n“May I take your order sir?” He asked Steve\n\nThe young squirrel cleared his throat and, slightly nervously, replied,\n\n“I’ll have the…um…a-acorn roasted chicken leg p-please.”\n\n“Very good sir…and you madam?” He asked Fawn\n\nFor the first time that night, all the cheeriness was drained from the doe’s face. The teen girl gulped a bit as she looked over the menu. It was plain to Steven that she was trying to find the right dish that wasn’t going to make her look like she was having too much, despite how much she really wanted to eat. He could clearly see it in her eyes as they cautiously darted through the menu\n\n“Fawn…” He began to sputter out. “Don’t worry. Just pick whatever you’d like.”\n\nThe doe blushed back at Steve in a way he thought made her look completely adorable\n\n“R-Really?” She asked him\n\nHe nodded at her with a reassuring smile\n\n“You don’t have to hold back on my account. Have as much as you want.”\n\n“A-A-Are you sure? I’m pretty…hungry…” She asked again, blushing a bit at her admission\n\nSteve simply nodded at her and he was quickly greeted by a beaming smile from the doe…along with a large growl from her plump middle\n\nThe next few minutes were a blur to Steve. He wasn’t sure what exactly had happened as it happened so fast. The speed at which Fawn was listing off items was far too great for the nervous, confused, teenaged boy to tell 1 item from another. Heck, their poor waiter was having trouble writing them all down. All he knew was that, by the end of it all, the poor hound had filled his entire booklet and Fawn sat back with an excited smile, rubbing over her chubby, rumbling, belly\n\nSteve was dumbfounded by what had just happened. Did…did Fawn really order that much food? She couldn’t have. She wouldn’t have. Yet, 1 look at the hungry, teenaged, doe’s face told him she was serious and more than thrilled with her order. What was he to do?\n\nHe didn’t get the chance to do much, however. While their basset hound waiter was slow in taking their order, he was not in delivering it…at least the first part of it. Fawn had ordered so much there was no way it was going to be coming all at the same time\n\nThe older teen actually squealed a little as so much was set before her. She gave a quick lick of her lips then dove in like she hadn’t seen food before in her life. She wasn’t eating sloppily, but quickly was to slow of a word to describe how fast her entrees were begin wolfed down\n\nSteve could only gasp and watch in amazement as plate after plate was cleared in record time. He only blinked and a small pile of empty dishes were already piled up on the other side of the table. Fawn’s paws were a blur as she shoved more and more into her face\n\nOf course, Fawn’s empty dish pile wasn’t the only thing that was getting larger by the second. The poor squirrel could see the teenaged doe’s belly pushing further and further outward as she ate. It was a slow, but steady, growth. It was as if someone was filling her stomach with air, like in a cartoon\n\nSteve gulped at this and subconsciously put a hand on his wallet. He knew this place was out of his price range to begin with, but Fawn had, almost certainly, eaten more than the generous amount of money had brought with him for this evening. Worst of all, she had only worked her way through her entrees!\n\nThe poor, teen, boy gulped again as a barrage of waiters, and waitresses, came over to the table setting out a mountain of first courses. He could tell the poor men, and women, who were bringing all this out from the kitchen, were getting tired and more than a few unpleased looks were being shot at Steve. Worst yet was from his waiter as he set a small, single, plate down before the boy. It was Steve’s meal\n\nIn fact, it wasn’t just the staff who were staring at Steve and his gluttonous date. The poor, young, squirrel could notice many of the restaurant’s patrons were giving him, and Fawn, very odd looks. More than a few were annoyed by this spectacle interrupting their special, well-planned, Valentine’s Day. Poor Steve could only blush at this and sink lower into his seat. He couldn’t blame them. With the way, how much and how fast Fawn was eating, well it wasn’t something you saw every day. Heck he could barely believe it himself as he watched the deer girl gorge\n\nAn entire plate of, fully stuffed, baked potatoes went down in a single gulp. A roast was taken in in less than 10 seconds. Fawn even sucked a whole chicken into her adorable maw, cheeks bloated for a moment, before she burped back out empty bones. Yes, burped out. Her constant belching was about the only thing that slowed this girl down. And yet, somehow, she still held her cheery, adorable, demeanor\n\n“Are you going to *URP* finish that?” Fawn asked as she pointed past the towers of empty dishes at her side of the table to Steve’s meal\n\nWith everything going on, Steve hadn’t touched it yet. Confused, bewildered and more than a little dazed by this display, the boy just slightly shook his head, not sure what else to do\n\n“*URP* Great!” Fawn squealed before she wolfed down his plate in less than 5 seconds, actually licking it clean once she had finished\n\nTheir waiter returned as the, now remarkably bloated, teenaged doe set the last plate of her massive feast onto 1 of the many, MANY piles of empty dishes that surrounded her. The venison happily rubbed over her large middle. The dome actually rested slightly on table and her beautiful, red, dress was already bursting at the seams because of her stomach\n\n“Shall I bring the bill sir?” He asked Steve in a snooty, annoyed, tone\n\n“Y-ye…”\n\n“No…*URRRRP*…” Fawn interrupted\n\n“I’ll have 1 of everything on your dessert menu please.” She said in her normal, cheery, tone as if nothing was out of the ordinary\n\n“Very good madam…” The poor basset hound replied as he walked off, swearing under his breath as he was less than thrilled by the extra work he, and the rest of the staff, were now in for\n\nSteve sat slack jawed as Fawn giggled happily and patted her mammoth gut. The poor boy swore he could see the dome wobble from side to side as she did. He couldn’t believe this was happening!\n\nHe didn’t have much time to sit and stare though. The large number of unhappy staff, which had waited on this teenaged pig of a deer before, returned in full force with dish upon dish of dessert. The round doe could only lick her lips and let out a small burp before she dove into the latest round of food with the same vigor as she had displayed earlier\n\nSteve watched as her, already massive, belly grew with each bite she took. With each plate she emptied the dome stretched closer and closer towards the, shocked, squirrel boy. He gulped as he could practically imagine his, hard-earned, bank account growing smaller and smaller as Fawn’s belly grew larger and larger\n\nFinally, it happened. As the last plate of dessert, a piece of double chocolate cake with pink hearts that was meant to be shared by 2 on this special day, went solely down Fawn’s gullet, her dress finally gave way. The red fabric burst open around her massive gut and allowed the brown, fuzzy, tightly-packed, belly to burst forward as Fawn let out a nice, long, loud, belch\n\n“Ah…that feels sooooo much better.” She sighed as she patted what little of her pudge she could reach\n\n“Ahem!”\n\nSteve was quickly startled back from this scene to notice the basset hound waiter from earlier standing over him\n\n“And how shall you be paying, sir?” He asked, more than ready to get rid of this teen boy and his gluttonous date\n\nThe poor boy sputtered as he looked back at the heaping piles of empty dishes. He looked back at Fawn’s massive stomach and her happy giggles from her love of being so full and fat. He then looked back at the annoyed waiter with the long, long, LONG bill he held in his hand. It was just too much for the shy teen to keep being shy\n\n“B-B-But I don’t have THIS much money!!!” He shouted seeing the grand total equaling well over anything a teen could earn at an after school job\n\nFawn’s happy, cheery, attitude disappeared once again as she looked over at the younger, frightened, squirrel\n\n“You don’t? Well I’m sorry Steve, but this isn’t going to work out.” She said as she carefully got to her feet, cradling her belly in her arms as she did so\n\n“I need a boy who can keep me full and happy.” She told him as she waddled out of the restaurant, her big belly wobbling from side to side as she did so\n\nShe was bloated beyond belief, but she still held an adorableness to her. It was the last thing Steve saw before his waiter, and a few of the restaurant’s other staff, pulled the horrified boy into the kitchen for many, many, MANY hours of dishwashing to pay off his bill\n\nYes, this was a Valentine’s Day Steve wouldn’t soon forget\n\nThe End", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Bankrupting Valentine’s Day
By ChubbySong321


It was cool, but not too cold, outside as snow lightly fell to the ground. Of course, Steve could see this from his table inside the nice, warm, restaurant. He noticed this as he waited for his date to arrive. He was a little nervous. After all, this was no ordinary date. This was Valentine’s Day. More importantly, this was young Steve’s very first date. His very first blind date as well

Yes, it was a big night for the 16 year old squirrel. A lot of firsts were being made here. After all, Steve wasn’t 1 for the dating scene. The tall, rail-thin, grey squirrel with blue eyes and short cut, dark, hair and glasses, wasn’t exactly the most outgoing person. In fact, he was quite the quiet type. He had NEVER asked anyone out before in his life

However, he also didn’t want to spend another Valentine’s Day alone at home. So, with a little help from 1 of his friends, something was arranged with a nice girl he had seen around school a few times. Actually, he had only seen the deer’s head. For whatever reason, Steve had never really seen the doe’s body. It was just the way things seemed to go. Whenever he saw the venison she would be behind bookshelves, tables, crowds, etc. Still, he was hopeful things would work out well. From everything he’d heard about Fawn, she seemed like a really nice person

So there he sat, in a blue sweater and black pants, waiting expectantly for Fawn to arrive. He had picked a nice restaurant that was, admittedly, a little out of his price range. However, he wanted to make a good impression. Besides, he had worked quite hard this year at his afterschool job and felt he had enough money for at least 1 nice meal for him, and his date. After all, how much could 1, teenaged, deer girl eat?

Soon the door opened and Steve eyes went wide with delight. He could clearly see Fawn…well her head anyways. The short wall by the front entrance blocked the rest of her. Every single time this seemed to happen! Still, he could see her dark-brown fur, her brilliant, green, eyes and her excited, cheery, smile. Said brilliant eyes were darting back and forth, searching for her would-be date

Steve gulped nervously and waved over to her. Finally, she caught sight of him and, a bit shocking to Steve, who had never had the highest self-confidence, her smile didn’t fade. She happily hurried over and, finally, the boy could get a good look at her. She was tall, almost a foot bigger than him, with thin legs and arms as 1 would expect from a deer. The nervous boy guessed she was probably about a year older than him too. However, he really couldn’t make anything more out. Her parka kind of obscured the rest of her body

It was only once Fawn approached the table that she finally took off her jacket and he could see the lovely, red, dress she was wearing. It perfectly covered her impressive chest...and her bulging belly. Steve almost gasped. She wasn’t THAT fat, but she did look almost gravid. Was…was she expecting? No, he could tell by the light jiggle of her tummy that she wasn’t. It was all blubber

Poor Steve wasn’t really into bigger girls, but he thought Fawn still looked stunning none the less. A little chub wasn’t something the young man couldn’t overlook. After all, being the nerdy, bookish, type, he was glad she was here with him at all

After the 2 had made introductions, they began to chat a bit about their different likes and dislikes. To be fair, the poor squirrel was a little lightheaded as this happened. He was just so nervous and so taken by Fawn. She was, just as he had heard: quite cherry and never really stopped smiling. Even as a few of their likes and dislikes clashed, she was still quite nice. After all, Steve wasn’t the biggest Katie Parrot fan and it should’ve been obvious that Fawn wasn’t so thrilled to hear about Steve’s love of Basements and Dragons

It was then their waiter finally arrived. He was a thin, snooty-looking, basset hound in a white suit with black slacks. Neither Steven, nor Fawn, could blame him for his tardiness. After all, the restaurant was packed with the large crowd Valentine’s Day brought with it

“May I take your order sir?” He asked Steve

The young squirrel cleared his throat and, slightly nervously, replied,

“I’ll have the…um…a-acorn roasted chicken leg p-please.”

“Very good sir…and you madam?” He asked Fawn

For the first time that night, all the cheeriness was drained from the doe’s face. The teen girl gulped a bit as she looked over the menu. It was plain to Steven that she was trying to find the right dish that wasn’t going to make her look like she was having too much, despite how much she really wanted to eat. He could clearly see it in her eyes as they cautiously darted through the menu

“Fawn…” He began to sputter out. “Don’t worry. Just pick whatever you’d like.”

The doe blushed back at Steve in a way he thought made her look completely adorable

“R-Really?” She asked him

He nodded at her with a reassuring smile

“You don’t have to hold back on my account. Have as much as you want.”

“A-A-Are you sure? I’m pretty…hungry…” She asked again, blushing a bit at her admission

Steve simply nodded at her and he was quickly greeted by a beaming smile from the doe…along with a large growl from her plump middle

The next few minutes were a blur to Steve. He wasn’t sure what exactly had happened as it happened so fast. The speed at which Fawn was listing off items was far too great for the nervous, confused, teenaged boy to tell 1 item from another. Heck, their poor waiter was having trouble writing them all down. All he knew was that, by the end of it all, the poor hound had filled his entire booklet and Fawn sat back with an excited smile, rubbing over her chubby, rumbling, belly

Steve was dumbfounded by what had just happened. Did…did Fawn really order that much food? She couldn’t have. She wouldn’t have. Yet, 1 look at the hungry, teenaged, doe’s face told him she was serious and more than thrilled with her order. What was he to do?

He didn’t get the chance to do much, however. While their basset hound waiter was slow in taking their order, he was not in delivering it…at least the first part of it. Fawn had ordered so much there was no way it was going to be coming all at the same time

The older teen actually squealed a little as so much was set before her. She gave a quick lick of her lips then dove in like she hadn’t seen food before in her life. She wasn’t eating sloppily, but quickly was to slow of a word to describe how fast her entrees were begin wolfed down

Steve could only gasp and watch in amazement as plate after plate was cleared in record time. He only blinked and a small pile of empty dishes were already piled up on the other side of the table. Fawn’s paws were a blur as she shoved more and more into her face

Of course, Fawn’s empty dish pile wasn’t the only thing that was getting larger by the second. The poor squirrel could see the teenaged doe’s belly pushing further and further outward as she ate. It was a slow, but steady, growth. It was as if someone was filling her stomach with air, like in a cartoon

Steve gulped at this and subconsciously put a hand on his wallet. He knew this place was out of his price range to begin with, but Fawn had, almost certainly, eaten more than the generous amount of money had brought with him for this evening. Worst of all, she had only worked her way through her entrees!

The poor, teen, boy gulped again as a barrage of waiters, and waitresses, came over to the table setting out a mountain of first courses. He could tell the poor men, and women, who were bringing all this out from the kitchen, were getting tired and more than a few unpleased looks were being shot at Steve. Worst yet was from his waiter as he set a small, single, plate down before the boy. It was Steve’s meal

In fact, it wasn’t just the staff who were staring at Steve and his gluttonous date. The poor, young, squirrel could notice many of the restaurant’s patrons were giving him, and Fawn, very odd looks. More than a few were annoyed by this spectacle interrupting their special, well-planned, Valentine’s Day. Poor Steve could only blush at this and sink lower into his seat. He couldn’t blame them. With the way, how much and how fast Fawn was eating, well it wasn’t something you saw every day. Heck he could barely believe it himself as he watched the deer girl gorge

An entire plate of, fully stuffed, baked potatoes went down in a single gulp. A roast was taken in in less than 10 seconds. Fawn even sucked a whole chicken into her adorable maw, cheeks bloated for a moment, before she burped back out empty bones. Yes, burped out. Her constant belching was about the only thing that slowed this girl down. And yet, somehow, she still held her cheery, adorable, demeanor

“Are you going to *URP* finish that?” Fawn asked as she pointed past the towers of empty dishes at her side of the table to Steve’s meal

With everything going on, Steve hadn’t touched it yet. Confused, bewildered and more than a little dazed by this display, the boy just slightly shook his head, not sure what else to do

“*URP* Great!” Fawn squealed before she wolfed down his plate in less than 5 seconds, actually licking it clean once she had finished

Their waiter returned as the, now remarkably bloated, teenaged doe set the last plate of her massive feast onto 1 of the many, MANY piles of empty dishes that surrounded her. The venison happily rubbed over her large middle. The dome actually rested slightly on table and her beautiful, red, dress was already bursting at the seams because of her stomach

“Shall I bring the bill sir?” He asked Steve in a snooty, annoyed, tone

“Y-ye…”

“No…*URRRRP*…” Fawn interrupted

“I’ll have 1 of everything on your dessert menu please.” She said in her normal, cheery, tone as if nothing was out of the ordinary

“Very good madam…” The poor basset hound replied as he walked off, swearing under his breath as he was less than thrilled by the extra work he, and the rest of the staff, were now in for

Steve sat slack jawed as Fawn giggled happily and patted her mammoth gut. The poor boy swore he could see the dome wobble from side to side as she did. He couldn’t believe this was happening!

He didn’t have much time to sit and stare though. The large number of unhappy staff, which had waited on this teenaged pig of a deer before, returned in full force with dish upon dish of dessert. The round doe could only lick her lips and let out a small burp before she dove into the latest round of food with the same vigor as she had displayed earlier

Steve watched as her, already massive, belly grew with each bite she took. With each plate she emptied the dome stretched closer and closer towards the, shocked, squirrel boy. He gulped as he could practically imagine his, hard-earned, bank account growing smaller and smaller as Fawn’s belly grew larger and larger

Finally, it happened. As the last plate of dessert, a piece of double chocolate cake with pink hearts that was meant to be shared by 2 on this special day, went solely down Fawn’s gullet, her dress finally gave way. The red fabric burst open around her massive gut and allowed the brown, fuzzy, tightly-packed, belly to burst forward as Fawn let out a nice, long, loud, belch

“Ah…that feels sooooo much better.” She sighed as she patted what little of her pudge she could reach

“Ahem!”

Steve was quickly startled back from this scene to notice the basset hound waiter from earlier standing over him

“And how shall you be paying, sir?” He asked, more than ready to get rid of this teen boy and his gluttonous date

The poor boy sputtered as he looked back at the heaping piles of empty dishes. He looked back at Fawn’s massive stomach and her happy giggles from her love of being so full and fat. He then looked back at the annoyed waiter with the long, long, LONG bill he held in his hand. It was just too much for the shy teen to keep being shy

“B-B-But I don’t have THIS much money!!!” He shouted seeing the grand total equaling well over anything a teen could earn at an after school job

Fawn’s happy, cheery, attitude disappeared once again as she looked over at the younger, frightened, squirrel

“You don’t? Well I’m sorry Steve, but this isn’t going to work out.” She said as she carefully got to her feet, cradling her belly in her arms as she did so

“I need a boy who can keep me full and happy.” She told him as she waddled out of the restaurant, her big belly wobbling from side to side as she did so

She was bloated beyond belief, but she still held an adorableness to her. It was the last thing Steve saw before his waiter, and a few of the restaurant’s other staff, pulled the horrified boy into the kitchen for many, many, MANY hours of dishwashing to pay off his bill

Yes, this was a Valentine’s Day Steve wouldn’t soon forget

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