Tails grinned as he looked at the feast that he had laid out in front of himself.
The savoury side consisting of a colossal burger consisting of a triad of thick meat patties with cheese spilling out from between them and bacon in between the patty and the top bun, the buns in question being replaced with huge glazed doughnuts. They had a huge portion of thin cut fries dusted in salt with a large side of ketchup to accompany them.
On his preferred sweet side of the meal was a trio of fattening fancies. The main attraction was a huge strawberry flavored ice cream cake, big enough to feed five people, yet it would be the desert of a sole gluttonous fox. The accompaniments were a huge platter with various types of cookies, from white chocolate and raspberry, to triple chocolate chip, with a huge carton of milk next to them. And finally a deep dish of the thickest, most chocolatey and gooey brownies.
All together it was a hellacious feast, especially for only a single flabby fox.
***
Tails was practically drooling as he sat down his rather ample rear on his kitchen chair, which creaked rather worryingly beneath his steadily increasing weight, and pulled the doughnut burger and fries towards himself and began eating.
The spectacle of Tails devouring this near 5 pound burger, one bigger than his head, was an impressive one. Despite it's size the bulging blonde tore into it eagerly and began to eat away at it with a level of pace that may have been cause for concern, as a quarter of the burger rather quickly was devoured, Tails clearly taking no time to savour it, rather he was focused on stuffing it down his maw as quick as he could.
Even with how quick Tails was eating, he was still enamored by the taste of the burger, to the point where if one were to listen closely they could hear soft moans of joy and vague mumblings like "So Mrff good." and "Must have Munch more." from Tails.
***
Tails groaned slightly as he shoved the last great fistful of fries into his face, chewing on them as he observed the carnage he had already caused, the once loaded platter was now an empty tray littered in little more than crumbs and sauce.
It was strange to think how the once peppy and energetic sidekick to Sonic had been reduced to such a state, inch by inch, pound by pound, Tails had become, well, a pig.
While Sonic had an appetite himself, he always burned any and all burdensome blubber he accumulated, not Tails though, he simply doubled down, in an what was almost an act of defiance, the fox swapped his slim, stick-like, and athletic build for a huge, soft, flabby, pear-shaped build that had only grown more and more pronounced over time as he steadily piled on the pounds, much to his friend's collective annoyance.
***
However Sonic and Knuckles were absent from Tails' mind as, one large belch later, he was back to pigging out, this time intent on packing away all those cookies and milk into his stomach.
This time he was a lot more lax with the eating, almost like he was recovering from the burger he'd just eaten, in fact the one hand that wasn't picking up cookies three at a time and depositing them in his mouth had the time to wander down his body and gently rub the side of his belly, which relaxed the fox as he slowly chugged milk to wash down the cookies.
Tails the began attacking the brownies after his recovery cookies, with a reinvigorated gluttony which was evident in how quick they disappeared from their platter, Tails shoved them down his throat with a concerning sort of lust, licking the platter clean before he focused on his last opponent.
***
The pink cakey confectionary proved a worthy foe for it's overweight opposition, but alas Tails was determined to see this one through, whether he wanted to or not.
"Got to *Hic* finish what I Mmph started." Tails groaned as he forced another slice of cake into his mouth, he hadn't let Eggman best him, why should an ice cream cake have the honour?
***
Tails grinned sluggishly as he swallowed the very last slice of cake, it, was, done.
"I *BWARRP* did it..." groaned Tails as he placed his hands on his full, sloshing, belly.
If a younger Tails had been asked where he'd be this time next year he certainly wouldn't have guessed "Sat, full to the brim with food, celebrating eating an ice cream cake at over 200 pounds." but alas here he was, doing just that.
As Tails leaned back, his eyelids flickered slightly, and at that moment...
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