The Best Kind of Fun
A Quickie
Jake sat on the corner of the bed, watching the Television set that sat on top of his chest-of-drawers that stood against the opposite wall in his room. His bed was a Queen-sized bed, more than large enough for someone of his size. He was a fat fox, his weight seeming to bounce back and forth lately around 350 to 370, his gut a nice pudgy, round one. His fur was the generic orange tint of red on his arms, legs, face, and back, white on his stupendous gut and chin, and black on his fat hands and feet. He was overall a generic fat fox. He loved his size, and was currently trying to gain more weight and mak