This my part of a trade for  Xtreme2018 who wanted Creator and Mitzi to enjoy their Christmas Eve stuffing themselves with food and other stuff. Hope you love it.

Creator and Mitzi belongs to  Xtreme2018

Creator was invited by his lover, Mitzi, who wanted to surprise him over at her house. He wonders what it's about.
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Christmas is just tomorrow as things are being planned for tonight. A fat anthro feline who goes by the name of Creator was walking down the snowy sidewalk, wearing a black coat over a light gray shirt that doesn’t cover up his beige-furred belly that droops down to his upper thighs. He was wearing black snow pants as well, extra large to be exact with dark red boots and light red gloves. He has moobs that push out from his coat as well though it isn’t exposed as much as his belly. He has black hair on top of his head and chubby cheeks on his face. He’s just close to his mates house that was just a few blocks away from where he was. The idea is that he’s planning to spend tonight at her house as he got a call from her. There were hints of a Christmas dinner along with a few other surprises that the Creator doesn’t know about. He is pretty excited to see what his lover has for him in store. Just as he takes a few more steps, he sees her house just in front of him. He smiles while making his way through the direct path on the sidewalk until he arrives on her front doorstep. With a press on the doorbell, it lets out a soft ring. “Coming!” A female voice shouts on the other side of the door. When the door opens, Creator smiles as he sees his mate, Mitzi. She’s a larger cat with dark beige fur, yellow eyes, black hair, fat breasts, thicker thighs with a huge butt, wearing a green and red festive sweater that can’t cover her entire belly, and dark pants. “Hey babe! You made it!” She said, eager to see her lover.

“Of course, I told you I’ll be here for you.” He promised her. Mitzi lets him inside her home, getting that nostalgic smell of burning wood in the fireplace in the living room and a better smell of cooked meat and sweet chocolate in the dining room. Mitzi even decorated her place with the holiday joy around the place, including a full on christmas tree with ornaments, colorful lights, candy canes, and a golden star right on top. “Oh wow, you did a wonderful job here.” Creator compliments. He never had the time to decorate his house like this, which is why he agreed to have this party at her place instead.

Mitzi giggles as she loves how he’s impressed he is with her home. “Thank you, I worked very hard on it. Now I have a few things to show you, but first, let’s stand by the doorway to the dining room.” She requests. The two walk over to the large doorway that leads to the dining room. She stops herself and Creator right underneath the doorway. “Now look up.” Creator looks above himself just to see something dangling like a leaf. It swings side to side a tad and by the appearance of red small berries and green pointy leaves, he knows what it is.

“A mistleto-” Before he can finish his sentence, Mitzi grabs him by his chubby cheeks and pulse his head close to give the smaller fat cat a nice smooch on the lips, longer than it should have been. When she stops, she lets go of his head as his face turns redder than those red berries on the mistletoe. “H-hehe…” He weakly chuckles.

“Just wanted to get that out of the way first before the main event.” Though it isn’t uncommon the two would kiss each other. “Now, ready to eat?” She pats his shoulder before entering the dinning room. Creator doesn’t say a word, yet he just follows her into the. On the large and elongated dinner table, is everything that the two would devour in seconds. From full topping pizza pies, roasted chicken, a large plate of french fries, slabs of bacon, large sausages, mouthwatering burgers, crispy hash browns, stacks of pancakes, the softest of french toast, scrambled eggs, and sandwiches with all types of meat, cheese, and veggies, this looked more than just a christmas dinner. It was breakfast, lunch, and dinner all combined in one.

Creator is in awe of the amount of food that was on the table. He looks around to see if he missed something or at least try to get a quick nibble on something before Mitzi catches him. “How much did this all cost?” He asks curiously.

“Ha, you really want to ask that?” She knows that no one should ask how much money she spent on all of this food, especially how long it took her. “Now sit down next to me and let’s eat.” She pulls up two seats in the middle of the table with her sitting on the left and Creator sitting on the right. With the two sat down on the widest seats known to mankind, Mitzi begins to pick out her plate and grab what she can fit. Creator does the same thing but rather than grabbing what’s closest to him, he wants to take his time to choose what to eat first. There were so many options and he does fear that Mitzi might eat everything if he goes too slow. It happened once last year at a buffet when Creator couldn’t decide if he wanted ribs or ham. Mitzi swooped right on by and took both, cleaning those trays as well. It’s a good lesson when a person needs to think quickly. Still, with all that’s on the table, he doubts that Mitzi can eat it all.

The two take all they can fit on their plate and sit down once more. Mitzi is the first to chow down on her food, eating anything on sight. The Creator hasn’t eaten a couple hours ago so this would be the best time to dig in. He grabs the food with his fat paws, crushing them before shoving what he can into his greedy maw. The two ate like pigs as they emptied their plates within seconds. “Urp!” Creator lets out a small belch. “Oop, sorry.” He apologizes, embarrassed with himself.

The fatter cat pats him on the back before her cheeks blew up. “UUURP! Heh, no need to apologize, babe.” She said before grabbing seconds. Creator knows that Mitzi makes the best belches known to the feline community. He does the same thing as he just doesn’t use his plate anymore and eats whatever he can reach. It’s just like a food eating contest where the two would race each other in who could eat the most. Just past the minute mark and with almost half the quantity gone, their bellies start to expand, gaining weight. They push against the table while spilling out onto their thighs, though that didn’t stop them from devouring everything. One by one, they clean the plates right off. Their guts keep on growing and the chairs creak from under their weight.

Just about five minutes later, they ate every single plate of food that Mitzi made for herself and Creator. Both stomachs, although not full, looked stuffed to the brim. They lean back into the chairs as they rub their own bellies. “Mmmmm, that was a good meal, wasn’t it?” Mitzi looks over at Creator who groans a little from the pleasurable meal.

“You did…BURP….amazing!” He’ll make sure that Mitzi will be the one to cook every single time. “Is this the surprise you were talking about?” He’s curious about that surprise Mitzi kept talking about.

“Oh, that wasn’t it. But since you are so eager for it, I’ll bring it out for you.” Getting out of her seat sluggishly and carefully, she stands up on her feet with her belly jiggling around. Just by looking at her, Creator could have mistaken her for an elephant with how large she is. Looking at himself, he could say the same thing. She waddles over to the kitchen to grab something from there before coming back seconds later with two soda bottles, mentos, a pot full of whatever is inside, and a pile of biscuits on a plate. “Here we go.” She sets them down onto the table now that there’s more space. Inside the pot as Creator leans forward and looks into it, it looks just like ramen soup, though with the dark coloring, he’s not sure what flavor it is.

He lightly chuckles as he didn’t expect more food. “What’s this? He gave it a sniff, which had a spicy smell to it. “Whoa, that smells….good.” He didn’t want to lie and say that it smelt something bad. Though the taste may say otherwise.

“It’s my chicken flavored ramen with some hot sauce mixed in it.” Mitzi explains as she sits Creator down onto his chair. “And this is all for you.” She lifts up the pot with both of her paws. “Now open wide.” She commands. Creator opens his mouth up as wide as he can, unsure if he can finish it all after that meal he just ate not too long ago. She lifts the pot over his mouth and begins to dump it down like a waterfall. Once the ramen lands into his cheeks, he’s forced to gulp as much as he can.

[Gulp, gulp, gulp!] He’s not sure how much she made in this pot but he hopes not too much as he’s starting to feel the spiciness burn his tongue. “Aghhh….” He gurgles for a little before swallowing more of those noodles. He puts his paws onto his belly, feeling it swell up inch by inch. Creator leans back into his chair, begging that he could at least get some water to cool off his mouth.

“And….done!” With the pot empty, she sets it down. “You did so good, babe!” Mitzi is proud of her boyfriend and his widened stomach. She even gives it a gentle pat right on his deep navel. “Now it’s time for the next stage.” She grabs the plate of biscuits that looked freshly baked and soft to the touch. Without giving Creator a break, Mitzi stuffs one of the biscuits down his throat. Just like with the ramen, he’s forced to chew and swallow. If this was somewhat a way for him to be bigger than his mate, then she’s doing a good job at making sure. One by one, she shoves these delicious treats in his mouth, not even thinking if Creator’s mouth was still on fire from the hot sauce.

With the last of the biscuits gone in an instant, Mitzi sets down the plate while Creator wheezes and moans. “Ohhhh….BUUURP!” He felt stuffed to the brim and his mouth dry as a desert. “W-Water…..I need water….” He begs.

All Mitzi does is giggle as she pats his belly again. “Water? Well, I don’t think I have any water to share with…..” She jokes though her eyes say that she has something else in mind. “.....but I got something better.” That’s when she pulls forward the two liters of soda, unopened. “I do hope you are ready for our surprise.” Mitzi twists one of the caps off of the bottle and hands it towards Creator who desperately takes the bottle and chugs it down. As for herself, she opens the second bottle as well and also gulps it down with her mate. As they keep swallowing the soda, their bellies bloat as usual, getting more of that sloshy movement with the sound of bubbling coming from inside. Both of the fat cats finish their bottles and drop them down onto the ground as they have no energy to actually throw them away.

“Ahhhh….thank you.” Creator says, groping his gut. “BUUUURP!” The carbonation has made him a little gassy.

“Oh, I’m not done yet.” From the table, she grabs a small packet of mentos and rips the wrapping right off. Grabbing a piece, she surprisingly slams it down Creator’s throat and makes him swallow it. She even takes a second piece and gulps it down herself. “Hehehe…this will be fun.”

Creator has no idea what is in store for him. “W-What do you mean?” That’s when their guts bubbled and groaned as loud as they could, like they ate living lions from a zoo. That wasn’t all as their bellies started to expand again, this time not with food. Like balloons, they inflate with air. The sounds of hissing causes Creator to feel oddly satisfied. “O-Oh my….I’m blowing up!” His belly pushes against the table some more, moving it back a few inches.

Mitzi rubs her inflating belly, watching it grow bigger and rounder with ease. “Do you love it, babe?” It shouldn’t be a question she needed to ask. As their bellies are the size of beach balls, their butts grab some of the attention as their pants stretch out with their cheeks looking like two basketballs inflating together. As Mitzi spreads her legs as she stands up, Creator is forced out of his chair as he lands his back onto the ground. Neither of them could go anywhere once their thighs and legs swell up to the point of them being unbendable. Their sides fill out and lift up their shirt up to their chests with Mitzi feeling a little embarrassed as she wants her shirt down.

“Oh….Mitz- MMFHHHH!” Creator’s cheeks became bloated before he could even thank her for this lovely gift. Mitzi couldn’t speak as well with her puffy face. Their necks expanded out to look more like mini life savers. The carbonation moves upward to their chests with their backs rounding out to shape their torso’s into orbs and their chests enlarging. Just like with their legs, they couldn’t move their arms anymore once they became puffy and stiff as a stick. They even hear the sounds of popping, coming from their fingers and toes inflating one by one. “Mmmfhh…Mfhhhh!” Creator never felt this full before in his life and it’s the first time he’s enjoying it. Which brings the question on how much does Mitzi do this in her spare time? With the two becoming gas-filled blimps, their bodies creak slowly before becoming louder and noticeable. Finally, reaching their critical point, the two had no choice but to deflate. [BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRP!] The two let out the meanest and loudest burps, ones that shake the entire house and possibly Mitzi’s neighbors. It was like an earthquake with noise. Their bodies deflate quickly, shrinking down into their soft and fat sizes. They made sure to let out as much as they could, going at their hardest. Then, lowering them down, Creator takes a breather as he lays there on the ground. “Oh man…..that was….something…” He said, heavily breathing with each word.

Mitzi takes a breather as well, but she’s a bit stronger to handle. Waddling over to her mate, she looks down at him and smiles. “It was something, alright. Merry Christmas, Creator.” She looms over his face with her fat butt, shaking it teasingly before slamming it right down onto his face like it was nothing. “Ahhhh, now this is my secret gift to you….BURP!” Seems like she had a bit more carbonation inside of her. She gets up quickly as she forgot the best part. “Oh! I almost forgot!” She waddles into the kitchen once more and brings out two slices of chocolate cheesecake, Creator’s favorite. “I should have given you this before we did the soda and mentos.” She sets one down on the plate and sets the other onto the floor next to Creator’s face.

He looks over at the chocolate cheesecake, licking his lips in delight. “Mmmmm, cheesecake…” He reaches his fat paw over at the cheesecake to grab it and stuff it into his mouth. Encouraged, Mitzi does the same thing as this night means no silverware to use. Eating their cheesecakes, Mitzi lays on the ground next to Creator, kissing him on the cheek as she wants to snuggle him onto the floor. “Well, did I do good, babe?”

So far, Mitzi has done her best giving her boyfriend the best night ever. “I wish we did this again next year.” That's all he can say. He cuddles her up in a spoon formation, wrapping his fat arms around her belly just to give her a nice hug. Creator does wonder if this is what Christmas Eve is like, what is Christmas Day going to have?