Title:           Shelly Dragon
Author:          shadowofdreams
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First Edit:      Saturday 5th of December 2015 09:18:05 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 5th of December 2015 09:18:05 PM CDT

Shelly sat down at the picnic table set up on the beach, sand between her toes. Her tray of delicious fried treats from the food shack on the beach laid before her, divided into individual food group mounds, hoarding instinct getting the better of her. With a grin and a lick of her lips, she took the first fried fish burger from the pile and brought it to her lips, taking a large bite out of it with razor sharp teeth, devouring it in half a minute as her mouth let loose guttural moans of satisfaction.
 
Her belly began to pooch out, middle growing in girth gently with each bite as she started on her third fish burger. Her metabolism really wasn’t working in any understandable way, but she wasn’t complaining yet, mostly because she didn’t know it was happening. She just kept engrossed in her food, gorging loudly as her hips grew wider and flanks grew fatter, jiggling as she grew.
By the time she was on the fish sticks, her body was beginning to outgrow the picnic table she was wedged in. Her belly pushed over and under the wooden planks, her seat hanging out over her seat. By this point she was vaguely aware of her fatter fingers and cheeks, being able to feel both of them as she ate, but she still didn’t really care. She had hoards to attend to!
 
Finally she finished her food, leaning back slightly and belching a bit of fire. Suddenly, the table underneath her groaned, and the bench snapped, sending her ass first into the ground. She grunted loudly and whined, butt hurting despite the considerable cushioning. She looked over her body with a sigh, before she smiled slightly.
 
“Hmmmm… can you have a hoard of fat?”