Scaling Up YCH - Triton-wolf (Part 1)
Here’s another Scaling Up YCH, this time for
Triton-wolf, featuring his cat character discovering the greasy delights a new fast-food joint has to offer, with predictably heavy consequences! I had a lot of fun working on this - it’s always fun to take a stab at the reluctant, subtle creep of fast food addiction. It’s one of my favorite weight gain concepts, and I don’t work with it nearly as much as I should, so I was quite happy to take a stab at it here!
Thank you to
Triton-wolf for commissioning this lovely concept!
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Triton was a thin, wiry cat by nature - but part of him knew that the fast-food joint that set up shop right next to his work was going to be trouble the moment he saw the crews hitching up that big, glowing sign. He smirked a little when he saw it - the logo was simply too tacky not to! The great, big sign displayed a rotund, overfed dog lounging back in a hot dog bun, zig-zagging lines of ketchup and mustard draped over his bulbous belly. There was a certain charm to the place - while Triton was determined to never set foot in the place like that for the sake of his figure, he couldn’t deny that there was a certain charm to the place.
Not long after, the sign was fully assembled, along with the newly completed restaurant - “Hot Dog Hammock,” was now open for business, according to the bold letters under it. And, unfortunately for this fickle feline, his will could only last so long - a week-long, to be specific. He worked late that night, and his stomach was growling for something - anything! He pulled into the drive-through somewhat nervously, going for something light… a hot dog, burger, and fries seemed to be the lightest thing they had there, according to the awkwardly designed menu sign and the crackling, garbled voice of the speaker. One little dinner wouldn’t hurt - right?
These lingering thoughts stayed with him as he stared down at the bold, proud 146 displayed on his scale. He’d only eaten there two - three - er… maybe… four times at this point over the week, and somehow he’d already managed to gain three pounds! Okay - maybe it was just a coincidence, after all, he hadn’t been to the gym for a little bit - but just to be safe, he resolved to stay far away from that place, no matter how convenient it may be…
Triton-wolf, featuring his cat character discovering the greasy delights a new fast-food joint has to offer, with predictably heavy consequences! I had a lot of fun working on this - it’s always fun to take a stab at the reluctant, subtle creep of fast food addiction. It’s one of my favorite weight gain concepts, and I don’t work with it nearly as much as I should, so I was quite happy to take a stab at it here!Thank you to
Triton-wolf for commissioning this lovely concept!—-
Triton was a thin, wiry cat by nature - but part of him knew that the fast-food joint that set up shop right next to his work was going to be trouble the moment he saw the crews hitching up that big, glowing sign. He smirked a little when he saw it - the logo was simply too tacky not to! The great, big sign displayed a rotund, overfed dog lounging back in a hot dog bun, zig-zagging lines of ketchup and mustard draped over his bulbous belly. There was a certain charm to the place - while Triton was determined to never set foot in the place like that for the sake of his figure, he couldn’t deny that there was a certain charm to the place.
Not long after, the sign was fully assembled, along with the newly completed restaurant - “Hot Dog Hammock,” was now open for business, according to the bold letters under it. And, unfortunately for this fickle feline, his will could only last so long - a week-long, to be specific. He worked late that night, and his stomach was growling for something - anything! He pulled into the drive-through somewhat nervously, going for something light… a hot dog, burger, and fries seemed to be the lightest thing they had there, according to the awkwardly designed menu sign and the crackling, garbled voice of the speaker. One little dinner wouldn’t hurt - right?
These lingering thoughts stayed with him as he stared down at the bold, proud 146 displayed on his scale. He’d only eaten there two - three - er… maybe… four times at this point over the week, and somehow he’d already managed to gain three pounds! Okay - maybe it was just a coincidence, after all, he hadn’t been to the gym for a little bit - but just to be safe, he resolved to stay far away from that place, no matter how convenient it may be…
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Shorthair Cat
Size 1124 x 1280px
File Size 210.6 kB
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