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Pete TF/MC RP With Backyardgameboy

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"Where the heck is that package?..." Peter said, laying on the coach, as he read a magazine to pass the time, as the clock above him showed 3:55 PM. He was supposed to get a special delivery in the mail that day, yet the mailman didn't show up like he usually did 10 minutes before. Peter looked out his giant panned window, watching the cars passed by on his street, while the neighbors wave happily towards the drivers. It was a very hot and beautiful day, and Peter wishes he could be outside enjoying the summer breeze with everyone else. Instead, he was trapped in the house. "Come on, just come already."

He wasn't feeling any better by the fact that his cat, Philip, was constantly trying to jump up onto him for attention. "Can't you see I'm not in the mood?" Peter groaned as he got up. "I swear... if that package doesn't get here in the next 5 minutes, I-" But he was interrupted by the doorbell. "Finally!" He said opening it. He picked up the package and took it inside. He grabbed a knife and cut it open. But when he pulled out the contents, it was NOT what he wanted... "What gives?!" He said pulling out a skimpy purple speedo.

The speedo was very tiny, only covering up his front, while the sides were skinny and small. Peter stretched the tiny bit of material, frustratingly trying to figure out what the deal was with this package he got, until his cat popped up on the living room table, and started biting it. "Philip, stop biting the speedo! We don't know where it came from! Also... That's just really gross."

Peter picked up the speedo and grumbled. He wanted to go relax in his hot tub, but he couldn't go naked. "Ugh... FINE...." He grumbled as he went into his bathroom. He shut the door and removed his clothes. He stared at his puny weak body for a minute, before taking the speedo and cringing as he put it on. It clung to his butt cheeks uncomfortably, Peter sighed and turned, not realizing that he was starting to scratch it. His rear end started to rumble and shake within the purple speedo.

"God, was it too hard to ask them to not put THAT much cotton into this thing?" Unknowingly, Peter's butt started to grow giant tuffs of black fur, his tiny butt stretching bigger, mounts of fat turning his butt cheeks into two giant balloons, the speedo seemed to grow along, even filling out more material on top of his enormous black butt, as it flapped with every scratch Peter made. The black fur even climbed toward his front, covering up his privates from inside of the speedo, as it too grew bigger, the speedo now seeming to tighten against his giant size.

Peter grunted as he found himself getting stuck in the bathroom door "Come on.." he pulled, and his rear end popped through. "There we go.. They don't make doors like they used to." As his butt bounced, the fur started to spread downwards and grew along with his legs. The lower limbs started to thicken and swell outwards with fat until they approached the size of tree trunks. His feet broadened and thickened as well, turning black, and growing to support his larger body.

"Phi Fii Foo Thumb!" Peter said, stomping his giant feet onto the wooden floor, causing the wood to shake as he walked towards the back of his house, standing next to the double glassed doors. He laughed, holding onto his thin stomach, as it stretched, and his stomach ballooned into a giant ball of a tummy. It got so big, that it jiggled on its way out, while Peter's pecs shortened into small mobs of fat, pushing out a bit as they did. At this point, Peters frame was so big, that he grew a few feet, towering over around a 6. "Of course, always too big for these stupid small doors..."

His large gut was now bigger than an entire cow. Peter stomped over to his hot tub, and grabbed a couple rags, before reaching in and wiping the insides off. "Perfect!" He said a minute later "All done!" The rags in his hands morphed and shifted, forming into white gloves for his hands. His arms then started to grow outwards as well, and fur spread.

His arms pushed out, the mounds of fat hanging down his arms, as Peter's shoulders shrunk into his skin, getting lost in the giant fat towering over them, as his neck grew. Pushing out, the giant piles of fur consuming his skin, as he coughed, his vocal chords deepening, and sounding rough and angry. "Gah, shouldn't have eaten that burger so dangs fast earlier."

His head cracked and started to shift. His jaw grew outwards, and his mouth broadened. His teeth grew outwards too, as he gave a big grin. His hair sunk into his body, forming a solid patch of fur just like everywhere else. His ears grew pointed and curved as they moved upwards. While his mouth area didn't have fur covering it, beard stubble spread. At last, the huge guy stepped up, then plopped his massive black furry body into the hot tub.

Peter sighed, feeling the hot water reaching his fur, the fat feeling relaxed beneath the water, and the bubbles gently spraying his face. He leaned back, allowing the sun to warm up the rest of his upper body, as he closed his eyes and- Suddenly, a giant sound of broken glass was heard from the house, as Peter flung back up, his face fuming in rage. "PHILIP, WHAT DID I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO?!"

But instead of an ordinary housecat walking out, a fur covered, younger being that resembled Peter sheepishly stepped out "I'm sorry dad..." he said. Peter towered over him intimidatingly "What happened PJ?" He said folding his arms. "I was looking for my swimsuit and knocked over a vase.." Pj said. He knew his dad only called his full name when he was mad. "Well...." Peter sighed "It's no big deal... now come on get in here with your dad!"

"But dad, I got clothes on-" "Sheesh!" Pete said, dragging Pj into the tub, wrapping an arm around his sons back, as they sat in the tub. "What do you know, I'm having a nice evening, with my big boy son, and nothing can-" "HEY PJ!" Suddenly, a black furred anthro dog came running out of Pete's house, his long ears dangling down, as he grabbed PJ by the arms, and pushed him out. But when he pushed him out, Pete and the rest of the tub fell down, spraying water all over the yard, as both PJ and the dog flew across to the porch. Pete got up from the ground, his face bowling red, and let out a giant piercing scream. "GOOFY! GET YOUR SON OUT OF MY YARD!"

"Gosh... sorry Pete!" He blushed. Pete growled and stood over his unintelligent neighbor. "You gotta buy me a new hot tub Goof," Pete said as he reached over to a table and grabbed a cigar."And a new swimsuit!" Pete stomped over to his son picking him up "Come on Pj, let's get something to eat. I feel like I could eat an entire pizza parlor!"
Yeah, still got another TF after that... But it's very Adult. So, good luck to those who won't be able to read it.
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11011997panic's avatar

I’d be happy to do RP with Pete.