And now the second story of set 1 for  BlueBoiNezha

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It was late into the afternoon, the sun was already starting to set as the clock swung past 5 pm. Cryo sat at his window next to his front door, watching and waiting for the delivery truck to bring his package. Last night the hyena had made a purchase from a new business that had started up. It advertised selling a “revolutionary item” being their Micros in a Can.

Being intrigued by such an interesting item, he bought one. He even spent extra on the 24 hour delivery, so time ticked by as he sat at his window. Each tick of the clock was time passing by until at 5:30 pm, there was a knock. The loud taps on his door stirred him from his drowsy state. He shook his head and stood up, making his way to the door.

Upon opening it, he was greeted by the delivery driver, “Good evening sir, here is your package!” The driver handed over a small box, only about the size of a gallon of milk.

Cryo took hold of the box, feeling how it had a bit of weight to it, “Thank you, they weren’t kidding on 24 hour delivery.”

The delivery gives a soft smile, “Well have a great evening!” She makes her way back to the truck and hops in. She waves to Cryo before driving off. He looks down at the box before heading inside. He felt as if something was moving in there, something small. Little steps moving about inside the box.

Upon setting the box on the counter the scuffling inside stopped. Cryo slowly opened the lid to see a tiny canine, barely standing at 6 inches high. The canine looked up at Cryo, “So… you are the one who ordered me?”

Cryo slowly nodded, “Yea, sort of an impulse buy. Especially because it seemed rather interesting too. What’s your name anyway?”

“Oh, my name is Nezha. I’m still not sure how this whole thing is supposed to work, but I guess you do whatever you want.” He tilted his head.

Cryo scooped Nezha up and placed him on the counter, “Well you’ve been in a box for who knows how long. Let’s start with getting you something to eat.”

Nezha nodded and sat down on the counter, watching Cryo dig through the fridge. Though a bit surprised when he pulled out a cake, “Um, why do you have a whole cake in your fridge?”

“Oh this? A friend had scheduled a birthday party but plans fell through. So I’m kind of stuck with an entire party’s worth of food.” He set the cake down next to Nezha. It was practically as tall as him, and was easily a foot in diameter.

“Well, what do you plan to do with the cake?” Nezha took a small step back in concern.

Cryo picked him up and brought him into the living room. Setting him on a wooden coffee table in the corner of the living room. “Simple, I need to dispose of all this food, and I don’t want it to go to waste.”

Cryo sat down in front of the coffee table, the cake now next to Nezha. Already cut into slices, Cryo grabbed on and grinned. The grin made Nezha back up a bit, “L-Look, that’s a lot of cake, even for someone like you. Let’s jus-Mmph!” Nezha was cut off as some of the sweet was shoved into his mouth.

“Oh I know it’s a lot, and especially for you. To be real with you, I’ve been looking for just the right beanbag to put here. You are just the right candidate for that beanbag.” Cryo shoved chunks of cake into Nezha, his gut starting to push out into what would be a pot belly. Though his gut was already starting to grow past that size.

The rest of Nezha’s body didn’t fare much different. His thighs grew more plump and his rear became much softer. His chest gained a set of moobs, while he grew a new double chin. Cryo had only gone through a slice as well. There were still 7 more that sat on the tray next to him. He gulped and looked up at Cryo, watching as a chunk of the second slice was shoved into him.

After 10 whole minutes of cake stuffing, Nezha was flat on his rear. Too heavy to stand up, he sat rubbing his stuffed gut. If he was normal sized, he would easily weigh a half ton at minimum. As he sat there, he watched Cryo start to set bags down next to the table. He spotted bags of chips, two liter bottles of soda, gallons of fruit punch, and containers of cookies.

Nezha looked at Cryo, worried, “You don’t plan to feed me all that… right?”

“Oh I definitely do, I gotta put it all somewhere. Right?” Cryo responded, setting a bag of chips next to Nezha.

“Come on, I’m already so full. You don’t got to.” Nezha shook his head, trying to get out of the situation.

Cryo opened the bag and shoved some chips into Nezha’s maw, “Who else will eat the food though? Now I got all this to feed you, so open wide.”

Nezha was forced to gulp down chip after chip, helpless to stop his growing frame. The coffee table began to creak though. At the same time, his growing mass was starting to engulf some of his features. Especially when the soda was starting to get poured into him. His hands and feet were getting swallowed by his fat, while his head slowly started to get buried in its own rolls.

While feeding was going on, the coffee table was starting to look worse for wear. The legs of it started to crack, while the top of it had splinters and cracks all along it. Though only a couple minutes later, Nezha snapped the coffee table, leaving what would be a near 3 ton canine in its place. Only a couple of bags were left though, but they were the sweets.

Cookies were first, getting shoved down into his grumbling gut as it continued to fill the corner space. His rear pressed against the wall, making a couple cracks in the drywall. His hands and feet were long gone in his mass, let alone being able to see what is left of his arms or legs. His head was lost in neck rolls too, barely able to be seen.

After the last cookie was shoved into him, he let out a rather loud belch. A mix from the sodas and any other trapped gas from the food. Cryo made his next move though, resting on Nezha’s newfound gut. Cryo softly gave him some belly rubs too, which did give some relief from all the food. He even gave a few belly pats, and watched as each pat sent ripples across Nezha’s immense amount of fat folds.

Cryo gave a few more pats, “Now this is the perfect beanbag. Soft beyond belief, and easily able to be made bigger if needed.”

“Ugh..l that was a lot… but I got to agree… It does feel kinda nice.” Nezha panted softly, able to finally catch a breath after all the food.

“Don’t worry, if I find some other extra food I’ll make sure to feed it to you.” Cryo chuckled softly, giving Nezha’s gut a few more rubs.

Nezha thought of disagreeing, but no matter what he’d still get fed. He let out a soft sigh, “Fine… though more of that cake would be nice.”

Cryo laughed a bit and gripped Nezha’s gut. He felt the softness of its mass and gave it some jiggles, “Now that I can gladly do, though let’s get some rest. You ate a ton and I fed you a ton.”

Nezha gave a soft nod, which sent ripples across his body. Cryo dozed off near instantly, softly snoring while he lay on Nezha’s belly. He thought for a minute on just how big he was gonna get if more food was planned to be fed more. The thought lingered more in his mind as he closed his eyes. Dreaming about what would be next for him.