Gulliver never guessed this pizza delivery would be any different from all the others of the night. When he was greeted at the door by a very friendly polar bear, he brushed it off as a good customer. Then when he was tipped with a slice of pizza, he still didn't think anything of it. Two pizzas and several beers later, the tipsy hybrid jovially agreed to trying on a collar. The next morning, he awoke in a rather sparse room, collar still round his neck and a chain holding the collar to the wall. Soon he was greeted by the same friendly bear. The cox gruffed at first, demanding explanations. The response wasn't verbal instead he received the first of many, many stuffings.

He resisted at first, whining, begging, squirming, but the meals always made it into him and after every post-stuffing nap, his body was getting heavier! It wasn't long before the bear began massaging the growing cox, then laying against his ballooning belly as it swelled. Soon the collar burst from Gulliver's fat-swaddled neck but he didn't get up to escape. Instead he simply held his belly and lifted another doughnut to his muzzle. The bear had done his job, making the cox into quite a pet and pushed him well beyond mobility.

This is the first picture done of me featuring my colorings and stuff. The little narrative is just a fun back story for it between a friend and I. Normally I'm vastly thinner than that but, well, donuts!

Art © Me

Gulliver © Me

Nolan Polar © himself