Content Notification: Kink (fat, weight gain, immobility with assistance, feeding, exhibition), talk of genitals and sex, food (meat, eggs)

You can make out the voice of the ticket seller in the crisp, distant night. “Adult show! Last call for tickets! Come see a lady fatter than you’ve ever seen before!” Your boyfriend turns his piercing, red eyes to you, the demon dog’s paw slipping under your fittingly enormous, blue dress, and pressing and rubbing into some of the belly that’s spilling far beyond its midi-length. With his voice slightly raised to be heard over the commotion from in and around circus tent, he coos, “Is my beautiful girlfriend ready to go on?~” Your face burns red as you smile at him, “Mhm..” He leans himself on top of you, sending your fat wobbling, to plant a quick kiss on the snout that’s peeking out from all the blushing fat your face has accumulated over the years, before picking himself back up, dusting himself off, and giving a nod to the Strongman. The Strongman grabs hold of the harness attached to your well-bedded mobility trailer, and waves to the ringleader sitting on the inner edge of the circus tent. You, your boyfriend, and the Strongman are on.

You hear the ringleader’s voice boom, “Now presenting the beautiful Lady Freya, the world’s fattest! Watch in awe as her massive body is effortlessly hauled by the Strongman!” Right on cue, your boyfriend unlocks the wheels of your trailer, and the Strongman starts pulling you into the light of the tent, and to the sound of the crowd. You effortfully wave and blow kisses as you get closer and closer to the industrial-strength scale at the center of the ring. You discretely blow a kiss to your boyfriend as he trails behind, slowly wheeling in a cart of fattening circus food. He grins as he glances down at the delicious feast of grease and sugar, then back at you with a wink. Your fat-buried pussy is unavoidably wet at this point.

You reach the scale, and as the strongman hooks all four corners of your trailer and hoists it off the ground, the ringleader’s voice booms again, “Before her feast, we will weigh Lady Freya! We promised you that our beautiful circus fat lady weighed over 1,400 pounds, but how much more does she weigh? What did her daily meals of circus treats add to her already corpulent figure?” The Strongman lets go of his grip, leaving your weight entirely to the scale. The sudden drop still sends a flutter of excitement through your stomach, as well as your hot nethers. “Subtracting the weight of her trailer, the world’s fattest now officially weighs in at a very hefty 1,520 pounds! You won’t find anyone fatter than the lovely Lady Freya!” You blush and wave, so full of pride as the crowd cheers you on.

Once your trailer is back on the ground, it’s time for the final act of your show. Your boyfriend pushes the food cart right within reach of where he mounts your immense body, as the ringleader shouts, “We leave you with Lady Freya’s feast! Her caretaker will be feeding her an assortment of her favorite circus treats! Her appetite is unparalleled!” He takes care to be gentle as he pulls himself up against your wobbling side, all while groping and squeezing as much of you as he can through your dress. He lovingly growls at a volume only you can hear, “I’m gonna fuck my 1,520 pound raccooncat girlfriend so hard after the show. Love you, Freya~” Your face is burning red as your nethers are filled with a sensual ache, your train of thought now completely engulfed by your boyfriend. You feel him beginning to cram apple churros into you, and you happily guzzle and gulp them down. Next comes a ridiculous amount of funnel cake, and you feel a jolt of pleasure run down your spine as you take bite after bite of the sugar-powdered, fried dough. Then comes the corn dogs; he removes the sticks from a dozen of them, and sends all that battered meat right into your muzzle, one after the other, his glowing eyes never parting from your beautifully fat face. To end your meal, he empties a very large container of pink lemonade into you, washing everything else down with the taste of lemon, strawberry, and plenty of sugar. The crowd is going wild for your gluttony, but you don’t think you’ve ever before heard a crowd get quite as loud as when your boyfriend suddenly dives in to kiss your sugar-coated muzzle. He doesn’t break the kiss until the ringmaster conclusively yells, “This has been Lady Freya, the fattest in the world! Thank you all for coming! She will be available later tonight for meet-and-greets, as will most of the other performers!” Your boyfriend listens to your labored breaths as he stares into your eyes, his snout still pressing against your own. As the Strongman begins pulling the two of you away on your trailer, your boyfriend imitates the ringmaster’s voice, “Lady Freya, weighing in at over 2,000 pounds, is the first and only person in the world to weigh a ton.” He grins, his arms wrapping around as much of you as your girth allows, before purring, “That sounds real good, don’t you think, darling?~” You pant out, “I want that so bad, dear~” He smirks before diving in for another kiss with his record-breaking circus fat lady.

– Raccooncat (she/her) 💜 & Demon Dog (any pronouns) 🤍