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For , here’s gator stuffum stuffing gazelle.

and here’s the story to go with it.
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Gazelle enters her dressing room, collapsing onto the couch. She had finished another successful concert but the encores were what she dreaded. Right now, all she wanted to do was rest. Taking a sip of bottled water, she sighed in relief glad to get off her feet.

20 minutes into her alone time, there came a knock at the door.

Gazelle: who is it?

???: catering delivery.

Gazelle: I didn’t order anything.

???: your manager ordered, it’s already been payed for.

Gazelle: well, I guess that makes sense. My feet are sore, so you can come in.

The figure enters the door, and gazelle had to look twice to see who it was: probably the biggest female alligator she has ever seen, decked out in a typical chef’s outfit and carried a silver pot filled with something green and goopy.

Gazelle: w-who are you?

???: gator stuffum’s the name, cooking and feeding mammals is my game. I was passing by when my doting senses tingled which led me here backstage. And I can honestly say that after all that singing, you could use something to eat.

Gazelle: well, I am a bit hungry...

Stuffum: then eat up!

She stuffs a heaping spoonful of that gunk in gazelle’s mouth. Gazelle gagged as the stuff slipped down her throat and into her stomach.

Gazelle: h-hey, take it easy! I’m not a baby bird you k—gulp!

Stuffum continued to stuff gazelle, each spoonful bigger than the last. The more gazelle ate, the fatter she got. Her belly rounded out followed by her sides and back, her outfit stretching trying desperately not to rip apart.

Gazelle: p-please! Urp! I think that’s enough, I’m full.

Stuffum: oh I don’t think so. I love it when females are fattened up until they’re nice and plump. So get ready, here comes dessert!

Stuffum summons what looked like a giant pie, then commands it to force itself down gazelle’s throat! The more she ate, the bigger she got. Once the deed was done, gazelle was so fat that she couldn’t move!

Gazelle: So...full...

Stuffum: there we go, all nice and stuffed! Well I’d love to stay and chat, but duty calls for me. I’m off to fatten up more little girls that need my help. See you!

Stuffum left, leaving gazelle just sitting there before a thought struck her. How would her crew, her backup dancers and her fans react to seeing her like this? Well, there is one big fan that would love to see gazelle’s new physique, and he goes by the name of Clawhauser. the end.

Description
For , here’s gator stuffum stuffing gazelle.

and here’s the story to go with it.
—————————————————
Gazelle enters her dressing room, collapsing onto the couch. She had finished another successful concert but the encores were what she dreaded. Right now, all she wanted to do was rest. Taking a sip of bottled water, she sighed in relief glad to get off her feet.

20 minutes into her alone time, there came a knock at the door.

Gazelle: who is it?

???: catering delivery.

Gazelle: I didn’t order anything.

???: your manager ordered, it’s already been payed for.

Gazelle: well, I guess that makes sense. My feet are sore, so you can come in.

The figure enters the door, and gazelle had to look twice to see who it was: probably the biggest female alligator she has ever seen, decked out in a typical chef’s outfit and carried a silver pot filled with something green and goopy.

Gazelle: w-who are you?

???: gator stuffum’s the name, cooking and feeding mammals is my game. I was passing by when my doting senses tingled which led me here backstage. And I can honestly say that after all that singing, you could use something to eat.

Gazelle: well, I am a bit hungry...

Stuffum: then eat up!

She stuffs a heaping spoonful of that gunk in gazelle’s mouth. Gazelle gagged as the stuff slipped down her throat and into her stomach.

Gazelle: h-hey, take it easy! I’m not a baby bird you k—gulp!

Stuffum continued to stuff gazelle, each spoonful bigger than the last. The more gazelle ate, the fatter she got. Her belly rounded out followed by her sides and back, her outfit stretching trying desperately not to rip apart.

Gazelle: p-please! Urp! I think that’s enough, I’m full.

Stuffum: oh I don’t think so. I love it when females are fattened up until they’re nice and plump. So get ready, here comes dessert!

Stuffum summons what looked like a giant pie, then commands it to force itself down gazelle’s throat! The more she ate, the bigger she got. Once the deed was done, gazelle was so fat that she couldn’t move!

Gazelle: So...full...

Stuffum: there we go, all nice and stuffed! Well I’d love to stay and chat, but duty calls for me. I’m off to fatten up more little girls that need my help. See you!

Stuffum left, leaving gazelle just sitting there before a thought struck her. How would her crew, her backup dancers and her fans react to seeing her like this? Well, there is one big fan that would love to see gazelle’s new physique, and he goes by the name of Clawhauser. the end.