The following story was done by the commissioner of this picture sting1990 Please enjoy :3

Sting woke up one morning and rose from his bed grabbed his smart phone and moved to his living room after getting dressed. The purple foxed lived alone and a bed full of stuffed toys he kept of charecters he loved from video games and such. The bigger the plush the better for snuggling but he often wondered what if he had one that was alive. A plush that hugged back a cuddly friend soft and adorable what would this plush eat, would it grow? One thing was sure it would love and keep him compony he sometimes looked online to see what kinds of big cuddly plushies he could find he didn't just want any. He looked for ones that called out to him that he knew he had to have often finding that some were far to expensive and obviously none were cpable of being alive.


It was a dream that he knew was not within reason but people can dream. Someone knocked on his door he hadn't expected anyone was it a delivery? He knew he hadn't ordered anything he walked to the door and opened it to see no one there. He looked down and noticed a box that was taped shut it was about the size of a shoe box. There was a shiping lable on the box it seemed to have not return address some how but it was addressed to me non the less. He picked it up and brought it inside and sat down with his pocket knife to cut the tape that held the box shut.getting passed the bubble wrap he was suprised to see alittle black and blue plushy of a very cuddly looking kitty.
The insides of his ears, eyes, paws, belly, and the tip of his tail was all blue the rest of him being black except for the 5 patches that were in various places across the plushes body. Little stubbles stuck out of his head with blue tips looking like hair inocent wiskers stuck out of his cheeks with a cute smile and his belly making up maybe eighty percent of his body. He would easily make a great pillow but he was to cute for me not to hug him holding the plush close I noticed a tag on his tail that said Inktail so I figured I could call him Inky.


After a little while I felt something start to well up inside the plush I listed close and heard the plush actually Purring. Slowly I pulled away and noticed the little plush looking back at me looking very happy and purring louder and louder as it blinked at me strangely its belly seemed abit bigger. But I was dumbstruck this plush......was it really alive? It looked at me inocently purring as it rubbed its belly like it wanted more.....but more of what did it want me to snuggle it more and love on it? I couldn't resist the cute kitty plush and held it firmly and kissed its belly loving how soft the plushy was as it only purred louder and deeper as it indeed grew bigger and fatter. Inky swelled up full of more and more stuffing soft and firm this plush was getting bigger until it sat in my lap and had gotten abit heavier. Inky now looked at me at eye level looking happier than before my arms wrapped around his belly as i had no choice but to huggle him close to me and keep him on my lap I loved this plushy and wanted to feed him my love and affection.
Inky had started to swell up and grow even bigger as his head grew past mine and I laid my head on his soft fat belly. I had lossed control this plush was like a dream come true it was dominating my thoughts and all I wanted was to make him bigger and happier. I looked at this growing fat plush and saw it looking down at me happily rubbing its growing belly. He had grown so fat and gotten so heavy it would be difficult to get up with him ontop of me. Suddenly I noticed something was different my feet no longer were touching the ground. Inky smooshed me between his belly and the backrest of my couch and some how the top of my couch was no longer at my neck it was inches above my head. Was I shrinking!! Inky mewed and looked down at me "Don't worry you'll be all mine soon enough then you won't have to worry about anything".


I fealt my mind being dragged back to his belly and loving him it fealt like every thought I could have had was being fed to Inky.
Sting's clothes no longer fit Sting Inky rolled onto his back looking upon his shrinking foxy proud of his handy work. Sting had been reduced to a little fox cub and would give all his love to inky Sting would never grow older but Inky would grow ever bigger. Sting fell asleep ontop of Inky after being regressed to a cub Inky made a onsie for Sting and changed him into it after removing his old clothes and swallowing them while he slept. Inky layed there among all Sting's old belongings and quietly started to devour everything little Stingy wouldn't need and made it apart of his fat body as he grew bigger his belly streatching and churning until Sting's home was empty and Inky lay there with his little one ontop of his huge belly.

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