Art comes courtesy of a trade I did with the incredible SaltyPantz off of FA! https://www.furaffinity.net/user/saltypantz/

Give his original posting of this some love while you're at it! >:3
(https://www.furaffinity.net/view/20480777/)

Hands up her whatever fine line of flab that separated her heaving belly from her hips, the Arbok furrowed her brows and exhaled with a huff. "They're rearranged the place again?" The purple scaled slits along her nose flared in size as her fangs poked down into her plump lips. "Sheesh. It's gonna take me freakin' forever to reacquaint myself with the place now." She grunted when whirring electric wheezes whined at the snake in an effort to move it along. Sliding doors just beyond her reach uselessly bopped against her sides. Sinking deep into her folds of fat, purple scales molding around them, they struggled to retract themselves from her engorged form. The Arbok's tail flopped noisily behind her in irritation. Shopping carts, corralled into long lines just before the entrance, jostled noisily as her swollen limb slapped against them.

With a roll of her eyes she reached down into her bountiful bosom and produced a crumbled up shopping list. The bra tasked with containing her chesty spheres struggled to complete its tittilating task. Signs of strain, chief amongst them the wide wrinkles that threatened to peel apart thread by thread without a moment's notice, bore witness to how difficult it was to dam a veritable flood of flesh. It certainly didn't help that said snakey spheres rivaled some of her fellow shoppers in size.

Smoothing out the wrinkles with fat fingers, those thick digits chafing against each other as she did so, the fatty female sighed and scrunched her snakey snoot. "Alright alright where to start?" She turned her hooded head side to side. Rolls of soft and squishy flesh compressed along her neck and chubby chin in response. Before her lay a labyrinth of aisles. Signs, outdated ones the Arbok grumbled aloud, swung overhead in the frigid breeze kicked up by the AC. Behind her, impatient shoppers eager to enter, along with the sliding doors, bopped and booped against her sprawling swollen tail. "That's not gonna make me slither on out of here any faster! Cool it!" Raja yelled back.

"Whatever. Frozen food aisle's right there." She tapped a fat finger against a line of smudged ink. She shrugged. Regardless of what it said before she read it as 'popsicles' now. Tucking her list back between her breasts the plump Posion-Type slowly slithered on out towards her frosty destination. Her belly, gargantuan in size and shape, sagged along the tiled floor. It sloshed, gurgled, and groaned as folds of fat scaly flesh piled atop one another. Squishy, soft, and dragging along the ground, Raja let her hands rest atop it as it bumped aside one display after another. Those needlessly narrow aisles opened themselves up as that snakey stomach simply shoved everything aside.

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"So in hindsight," Raja mumbled aloud with her mouth full. "Maybe I shouldn't have snagged the stuff that can up and melt on me first thing." Propped open popsicle box tucked between her breasts, she mmfffed and slurped as the snake finished off the last of them before they could melt. She'd pay for them! Just. After the fact, was all. "Always next time," the plump Pokemon reminded herself.

Her fingers curled around the tiptops of the metal shelves that had somewhat successfully managed to box her in. Somewhat being the keyword. The Arbok’s heaving gut billowed over and into the contents on the lower lying shelves as a veritable flabalanche spilled out across the aisle. Dangerous creaks and groans sounded out as the Arbok steadied the mounds of metal in place so as to prevent them from crashing down.

"Eep!" A wayward shopper shrieked as they found themselves tumbling forward. Turning back they couldn't help but tremble when the pale fluorescent lights overhead vanished from view. A billowing belly, a curved wall of purple sporting what may as well have been a dark and bottomless navel, advanced upon and smothered them gently beneath it.

Mmffs and groans of protest sounded out from beneath the soft and squishy snake one after the other. "Pardon me. Sorry bout that. Make way," Raja lazily apologized well after she slithered on over them. Soft pinches, and a litany of curses, could be felt and heard after the Arbok had completed her pass.

"Canned goods. Condiments. Now where the hell did the cereal vanish off to..." the snake hmmed aloud. Popsicle between her lips, Raja continued to drag her heft ever forward with a single minded purpose.