Roddy comes home one day, looking very depressed. "I didn't get the job with the circus, love." he told his girlfriend Sandra, a beautiful white tiger fur with magic potential. She frowned, immediately hugging him. "Why, dear?" Her arms went easily around him, since he hadn't been eating as much lately. He hugs her close to his 6'10, 600 pound body. "They said I was too slim to be the fat fur. They didn't think I could get fat enough in time for the shows, despite what I showed them. They want me to grow super-fat and stay that way for the whole two weeks!" She frowned as she hugged him tight. "Oh dear.. maybe we can find someone who will help you." Then, an idea struck her. Taking his large paw in both of hers, she said, "Let's go back to that circus and try to show them otherwise!" Roddy smiled, his gloominess fading. "Okay... It's not that I NEED the job, and it's only for two weeks, but I always wanted to be with the circus. Think you can join me there, and help me become the fattest fat fur they have ever seen?" She nodded. "Yes, of course I will help you! Let's go now!" The two lovers rode the bus down to the circus site, which was about 3 miles away, just at the outer edge of the Zaftig City central business district. Roddy didn't want to drive there, having just done so, and the bus stop was closer to the entrance than the parking lot. At the place, there were several tents set up, including the Big Top. As they walked in, they heard a few muffled noises coming from a tent Roddy didn't go by before. Peeking inside, Sandra saw something amazing- a huge fat bear, almost as wide as he was tall. Looking about, she then a gigantic tiger, fattened to almost round. They were in roomy padded cells, with tubes that they were sucking on. She could hear the purrs of contentment from ten feet away. Whispering to Roddy, "Wait here...", Sandra slipped into the tent. She tiptoed through the 'zoo' area, finding more and more fattened furs. "What type of circus is this?" she whispered, more to herself than to anyone in particular. Roddy peeps in through the tent flap."I didn't know about this place..." he said, looking around. Suddenly, a large strong paw is clamped down on Sandra's shoulder as she is dragged away. She fights against the strong grip to no avail, being too small and slender to be a worthy opponent. "Let me go!" she shouts. Roddy hears Sandra's shout and leaps in. "Sandra?" he calls out, looking for her. Sandra feels a sting, and suddenly the world is spinning before the lights go out. Roddy was grabbed by two large gorillas. He was thumped over the head with something large, strong, and meaty, like a fist. When he awakes, he finds himself strapped to a HUGE table with machines all around him. There are several other cages and such, but what gets his attention are the smells... like greasy foods.. "Where am I? Where's my girl? What's going on?" he calls out as he wakes up. "Don't worry, my friend. She is just fine. Your girl will be undergoing some surgery, is all. Nothing to be worried about." The voice came from a slim female lion, who looked like she was near her forties. "SURGERY!" Roddy shouts, struggling to get up. "What are you going to do with her? And me?" "Oh, don't fret. She will be fine, just as beautiful as before, if not more so. As for you, my slim friend.. " she walked over and patted his thin belly. "You will be fattened nice and round, like my other pets." "Don't you hurt her, you nasty fur!" he shouts, struggling against the straps. "Oh, I'm afraid you've hurt my feelings. That mouth of yours needs to be put to better use, yes?" the doctor said, then she hit a switch and Roddy was force-fed tons of fattening fast food. His stretchable body expands, containing the influx of food, fattening helplessly. He loves to be force-fed, but this is cruel! Roddy is force-fed till he's a ten-foot ball of fat, completely helpless and immobile. He is rolled to a holding cell and left there. Hours later, Sandra's eyes flutter open. She finds herself in a soft padded cage. Remembering the other furs she shouts, " No! I don't want to be fattened! Not me, please, no!" "Oh, no, my dear. I wont be fattening you." said a warm baritone voice.. "I'll be altering you for my circus. You're perfect, you know." Sandra turned to see a giant wolf, black as pitch, and bigger than anything she had ever seen. "You see, my dear, your body wasn't made to fatten. Your metabolism is too high." He smiled. "No, instead, I shall use you for my one of a kind creatures.. yes.. " he reached out to stroke a paw she was gripping the bars with. Some time later, Sandra is brought to an operating table. She is put to sleep with anaesthesia. Her back has been opened where the shoulder blades are, and the team of doctors and surgeons are working to connect a pair of dragon wings. The nerves are difficult and worked on carefully. With some magic, the nerves lace themselves into her system as if she was born that way. Her back muscles are stimulated to work along with her new wings. Then the work on Sandra's back is completed with a big burst of healing energy. Her wings will be ready for use in a few days. Until then, she is kept asleep, her muscles stimulated by needles and fed nutrients through IV. For three days, Sandra is kept asleep while her body recovers from the surgery. During that time, blood from other magical beings are injected into her, giving her the abilities of those beings. In time, she will learn how to fly, hide her wings, and worst of all, she's being changed from a fur to a human! During that time, Roddy is kept in a cage, an immobile ten-foot ball of fat. In his worry over Sandra, he refuses to eat on his own, the guards force-feeding him to keep him a blubber ball. He grows about an inch or so taller as well, something he does when extremely worried, for some odd reason. He keeps asking to see Sandra, and wondering what they will do with them. The guards won't answer him, just grin and stuff more food into the round, helpless catmunk. To pass the time, Roddy cries with fear and worry, his active intelligent mind working overtime to keep him in a state of terror. Sandra is kept paralyzed, feeling nothing while her body is transformed. Her paws are carefully crafted into hands, with long retractable claws for finger nails. Her feet receive the same treatment. Her body is kept fully nourished and supplied with extra medicine to keep her healthy. The next place they work on is her face and head, carefully crafting normal white tiger visage into a beautiful human face, even her eyes have been changed to a sea green. Her body is shaven, then shaven again, until she only has skin, which is then coated with something that will not come off, or keep her from growing fur. They inject her flesh with some sort of dye, changing it to a soft grey blue color. Meanwhile, Roddy is growing despondent. Three whole days have passed since they arrived here, and all he was able to do is eat, cry, and think. Finally, he comes to a decision. He calls the guards outside his cell. Sniffling, he says to them, "I want to be stuffed until I'm ready to pop." The guards look at him oddly. "Why is that?" one of them ask the swollen catmunk. "I wanna get full..." he whimpers. After a little conferring with their bosses, the guards roll Roddy from his holding cell to the lab; ready him and start the feeding. He doesn't protest, drowning his sorrow in gluttony. At this time, Sandra is transformed until she looks human, though with white shimmery dragon wings. Her flesh has been changed to a stony blue color, though she has the ability to change it to anything she wishes. Her hands and feet are human, her claws now only fingernails, sculpted and perfect. Her face is that of an angel with sea green eyes. Finally, she awakes. The first thing that rips through the circus area and all through the land around it is an earth shattering scream. Roddy quivers when he hears the scream, being fed and fed and fed. "Sandra..." he mumbles. In a state of shock, she just sits there, staring at her hands, remembering them as the paws they were before. before. She wanted to swish her tail, but she didn't have one anymore. She was clothed in simple deep blue pants and a white tank top. She sits there in her cell, fully healed, as if she was always the way she is now. "Where's Roddy?" she asks aloud. Even her voice is more humanoid. Roddy manages to gasp through his feeding. "Where's Sandra?" One of the guards answers him. "She's well. She's in good form, well, as good as can be expected. You said you wanted to eat until you were ready to pop, now here's your chance! Do what you set out to do and then you can see her." "Okay... stuff me till I cry from the pain!" he says. "Feed me too fast!" The guards grinned and did so, sending mountains of food into his belly. In minutes, his body creaking,. he doubles in size, crying from the pain. He feels like he's gonna explode! He has a huge bellyache! "My belly button's gonna pop! Too full!" he cries. The guards grin. "Oh, one more bite won't hurt." A wave of pizzas find their way into Roddy's belly. He whimpers, then, there's a loud POP and he starts to balloon with fat. Sandra hears the pop, her hearing being extra sensitive. Alarmed, she screams out, "Roddy! Let me see him, please!" Roddy fattens up, out of control, swelling like a balloon. "Ohh, I popped my belly button! Can't stop growing!" he cries. Finally, Sandra is let free, and she runs to where she heard Roddy's voice. ." Roddy?" she calls out. All she sees is a swelling ball of grey fur. "Sandra?" he mumbles. "Roddy?!" she yells out, seeing the ball of fur. "Oh, my, what happened to you?!!" "I was overfed... and my belly button burst open..." he whimpers as he grows fatter and fatter. Unable to turn his head because of all the fat, he cannot see what has been done to her. She frowned, pressing herself to his soft fat fur. "Oh, my poor darling! Does it hurt? You must have the worst belly ache!" "I got a bad tummy ache..." he says, then pauses. When he speaks again, he says, "You feel different, and sound different. What have they done to you?" "You don't want to know, Roddy. I'm not the same anymore..." she sighed, still pressing herself to his belly. "You don't want to look at me." "If they disfigured you, I can arrange to get you back looking the way you were, if we get out of here..." he says as gently as the pain is his still-swelling body will allow him to. He's blown up to 40 feet in diameter and still swelling up, although his growth is slowing down. He is still immobile, too big to do anything. "No, I don't think you can.." she cried, pressing herself to his huge fatness. Roddy whispered, "Sandra... get close to my head... wanna tell you a secret..." "No."she whimpered. "I don't want you to see me.." "You're always my angel... please, trust me.." he said, as calmly as he can. Sandra sighed, and slowly walked towards his face, fingers brushing his fat , soft belly. She gets to where he can see her. "You're my angel fur..." he says, then whispers, "My brother invented nano tech devices that will change a fur from one species to another, plus I can get hold of spells to change you back, my love... but we have to get out... I'm too big to move now! My niece got changed from an otter to a fox.." Sandra shrugged, displaying her own despair. "Oh, don't bother.." she said quietly, then, she opened her wings and flapped them once or twice before lifting herself off the ground and flying to the top of his belly. Roddy smiles up at her, far up on the mound that was his body. "Now I have hope!" Sandra laid on Roddy's big, round tummy, her wings draped over her form. Remembering how he had a tummy ache, she absently rubbed his mountainous belly. "I'll get my angel back. I still love you..." Roddy says, weeping with joy at her touch. She sighed, the sigh composed of equal parts frustration at her disfigurement, admiration of his determination, and awe that he could still love her. "I love you too, my furry fat blob." She kept on rubbing his marshmallow-soft belly. "What will they do with us? I been so lonely, and the guards just forced me to eat.." "I don't know.. I just wish I could roll you out of here.." she said. With her wish said, they disappeared, and reappeared on a hill. Roddy started to roll down. He squeaks in surprise. "Help! Can't stop!" Sandra, startled, took wing, getting accustomed to her new wings as Roddy rolled down the slope, gathering speed. After a few seconds, Roddy started to giggle. "Whee! This is fun!" Sandra, hearing this, just shook her head. "You silly!" she said as she flew after him. Roddy rolls to the bottom of the hill, then comes to a halt, head down near the ground. "That was wild!" he giggled. Sandra landed next to his head. "Well, now what?" she asked. Roddy calmed down enough to think some. "Well, we need to get home, and I need to get smaller!" Sandra nodded in agreement. Roddy couldn't do much as a forty-plus foot tall ball of pure fat! He concentrates, and a small jar of red pills appear in Sandra's hand. "Feed me some, please!" Sandra put one on his tongue, and he swallowed it. Roddy could tell she was disturbed by something. "What's the matter? Once we get home, I can take steps to get you back to normal, so you can look at me without flinching!" he says earnestly. "You mean, so you can look at ME without flinching.." she whimpered, curling up inside her wings. "Okay, so you can look at YOU without flinching!" he looks at her with the same love in his eyes as he always had. The surge of love penetrated her gloom, and she uncurled some. She fed the mountain boy another pill. He starts to visibly shrink, but slowly. "It's fun to be fattened, but being fattened by you is the only right way! They were so cold and cruel!" Sandra nodded. Her thoughts were in a turmoil. She hated the way she looked, but, he still loved her, and she him. That was one thing that hadn't changed. Concentrating hard, she was able to hide her wings and change to a 'human' skin color. She looked like a human now. "Yes, I know. They were mean." She fed him two more pills, to speed his shrinkage. "I'll get you back to your proper form, my dearest. But, no matter what you look like, I still love you!" Roddy says, wiggling his paws, trying to hug and cuddle his distressed love. She fed him another pill, nodding slowly, unsure of what to think now. "No more pills, unless you want to put a belly back on me!" By then, he is about 25 feet and shrinking. He reaches a bloated paw to her. She nodded, but then pulled away, running towards a small town visible in the distance, still human, with brown hair. "Sandra? Where you going?" Roddy calls out. He wobbles, trying to get upright, but is still a fat ball. "I don't know."she said, and kept running, unsure of where to go or what to do. The pills stop deflating Roddy when he shrinks to 1000 pounds of fur and fat. He waddles after her, his rolls of fat bouncing, jiggling, and flopping as he ran as fast as he could. "Wait for me!" Sandra stopped running, unable to run from him. She loved him too much. Sitting down, she waited for him. She watched him waddle after her. Unable to contain her laughter, she giggled softly at the sight. She couldn't help it... he looked silly waddling along. Roddy finally catches up to her, puffing like a locomotive. He sweeps her up and hugs her tight, giving her a big kiss. "We're free!" he shouts exultantly. Sandra noticed that Roddy is now taller by an inch or so. She made a mental note to find out why later. Surprised at his reaction, she blinks but kisses back. "Yes, we are." "Now, where are we, how do we get home, and how to get your fur back?" She shrugged to all three of Roddy's questions. "I don't know.." she said. He snuggles her to his still-fat body. "We can ask in the town, and, if necessary, I can fill with helium, and you tug me in the right direction for home" he suggested. "Maybe." she replied, still sounding dubious. "As long as we are free, there is always hope, my love." he encouraged. Drawing strength from his endless hope, she nodded in agreement. The two lovers walked toward the town. They could see some people and furs walking about, a convenience store, several shops, and a small non-chain motel. Roddy walked with a confident waddle, Sandra staying close to him, feeling very self-conscious. "It'll be all right, dearest." he says encouragingly, snugging her to his flabulous body. Roddy walks up to a furson, a large fur of ursine derivation. "Pardon me, but which way is Zaftig City? We're a bit lost.." he asks. The fur shakes his head. "I don't know exactly, but it is a bit late in the day. Maybe you should stay at the hotel until morning." He suggests. Roddy shakes paws with the bear. "Good idea! Thank you sir! Have a good evening!" he says with a smile. He waddles off in that direction, Sandra walking along beside him, feeling a bit more at ease. She loved watching him waddle, he looked like a ball trying to walk! When he gets to the inn, he squeezes his blubbery body through the doors. Spotting a bank of phones, he heads that way to call his father, Alden MacManx, asking that he teleport a spare set of clothes and his duplicate charge cards to him. "It's a long story, Dad. I'll explain later." Roddy said into the phone. As he talked, a few female furs eye him and wave. He smiles politely and waves back as the desired items appear on the floor at his feet. "Thanks, dad! I owe you!" he says as he hangs up. He goes to pick up the clothes, and discovers an obstacle... his big belly! "Er, Sandra, can you reach them, please?" Sandra, still in a bit of a daze, looks up at him. "Mmmm?" One of the other girl furs runs over and picks up the stuff, handing them to Roddy. "Here.. she's too dense.. humans, you know.." she says, giggling. Roddy looks at the fur. "She's a fur who has been altered, and my girlfriend! I need to change her back to her proper form again!" he says, putting a fat arm around Sandra defensively. Sandra buried her face into Roddy's side, so she couldn't see the other furs, who were sneering at her derisively. "Don't worry about it, Roddy." she whispered. "I love you, Cassandra, no matter what you look like! The shell doesn't change the soul..." he says tenderly. She gave a half shrug. "Let's just get a room." They go and register, getting a room for the night. Roddy rents a room, gets the key, and takes Sandra to it. He squeezes his bulk through the door. "Jeez, we're not in ZC! Doors are too small!" he complains mildly. Sandra smiles at his gripe. "Poor thing.." she says as he flops onto the bed, which groans in protest. He then pats his belly in invitation for her to climb on. She does so, and he hugs her close. "We'll get you restored, love. I promise." he says, kissing her just as tenderly as he always has in the past. She nods into the kiss, still beset by doubt. "What if you can't?" she asks. "I'll still love you. Nothing is impossible. We can go to Dad's club, where some of the best magicians are. I want you to love yourself again, as much as I do." he says tenderly. For a few moments, he just hugs her into his belly, sending as much love and reassurance as he can. Then, he says, "Now, we need to find out where we are. Dad got a fix on me personally, without knowing exactly what town we're in." He gently slides her off his belly, then starts to roll upright. "Where's the phone book?" Roddy asks as he hunts in the drawers. Sandra smiled, because, changed or not, she loved watching the immense catmunk move his huge body around. With a grunt, he finds it, then starts flipping through the pages. "Wow! We're like 500 miles from Zaftig City, and almost 400 miles from Big City! How did you manage that, love?" he asked, quite surprised at the length of the transit she had performed. Sandra smiled and shrugged. "I have no idea." she says. Roddy smiles in return. "Well, how about this... In the morning, I'll call my dad, and arrange a teleport to his club, where we can work on getting you back to the way you want to be!" She nodded, then, she let go of the morph spell, turning back to the winged creature she was transformed into. Roddy looks at her transformed visage, really looking at it for the first time. He hugs her tight and cries. "Those furs are gonna pay for their sins. I promise... you're gonna be your old self again..." he weeps, kissing his love on her head. She looked up at him for a moment, then sighed. "You really think I look awful this way?" "Not awful, just different. When I close my eyes, I see that beautiful angel of a white tiger, who loves to sleep on my tummy. That will never change." he sniffles, cuddling her tenderly. She nodded into his flabby mass. "And if I choose to stay this way?" "If you choose to, I'll still love you. Just because you change on the outside, it doesn't change you on the inside, right?" he says with conviction. "Right.." she says, not totally sure. But, Roddy was. "Do you truly want to stay this way?" he asked. "I remember that scream..." She paused. "I don't know right now." she finally said. They slept that night cuddled together. Roddy curled protectively around his transformed love. The next morning, after checking out, Roddy called his father and arranged for a teleport to the Helium Club of Big City, a vast sprawling complex of buildings, where the sole function is to enjoy the pleasures of living large. Roddy's father, Alden, who is the manager of the Club, and Roddy's cousin, Freeman Lowell, a black cat with white bib and boots, examine Sandra closely, both physically and magically, while Roddy sits watching nervously. Alden asks, "I'm sure we can reverse the surgery, restoring you to what you were. I will tell you, it will hurt. Do you want to go through with the spell?" Sandra rolled her shoulders. "Honestly, I do not know. They didn't use a spell, they did extensive surgery. I felt nothing at all. In fact, I was asleep the whole time. "I just don't know.." she said nervously. She glanced around at the furs and watching her, curious maybe, or perhaps just staring.. : "I can tell you have had extensive surgery. I can do the morphing spell only because we did meet once, at Roddy's. I know how you're supposed to go. You want to be restored to your birth form, Cassandra? If you do, then I will spare no effort to help you." Alden says. Freeman nods in agreement. Freeman is the better sorcerer of the two. Sandra looked around at all the large furs watching her. They all fat or chubby, it seemed. All were furry.. would she miss it? "I like the wings." "If you wish, we can leave the wings." Alden says. Then, a fat fox girl waddles up to Sandra. She was about 4 « feet tall, and so fat, it was a surprise she could walk! "You good lady. You nice to my Uncle Roddy! I help you too!" she says, holding out a paw to her. Sandra blinked, taken by surprise, unsure if any of this was such a good idea. Holding out her hand, her fingers curled around the girl's chubby paw. The girl gives Sandra a hug and kiss. "I'm Tina! You beautiful lady! You make my Uncle Roddy fat and happy! Alden and Freeman chuckle at Tina's sincerity and admiration of the altered Sandra. Sandra blinked at the sudden affection, gently hugging the girl back. "Thank you, but I think he could have done it on his own." Tina giggles. "He loves you a lot! He wants to marry you!" When Tina says that, Roddy blushes deep. Completely surprised, Sandra blinked several times before looking up at Roddy. She quietly stares at him for a long time. Roddy smiles back a bit nervously, mouthing the words, 'I love you'. Alden and Freeman smile, waiting patiently for a decision. Finally, after a long pause, she looks up at them . "May I think on it? Is there someplace in the club where I can just sit and think? It doesn't have to be private." she asks. "Yes, you may, Cassandra. I know just the place. Would you like Roddy with you?" Alden says in a gentle voice. She looks up at Alden.. "No, I want to think on my own." "Okay, Cassandra. Come with me, please. "Roddy, why don't you inspect the kitchen?" Alden extends a paw to Sandra. Roddy nods and goes toward the kitchens, looking at Sandra with love in his eyes. Tina goes with him, and Freeman goes about his regular duties. She glanced back at Roddy for a moment before taking Alden's paw, eyes still echoing that love for him. Alden walks Sandra to a bench looking at the Macro field, a BIG open field where furs can inflate themselves to huge sizes. "Just call for me when you decide, okay?" he says as he sits her down. Off to the right, she can see young fat furs at play in a designated play area. "I have duties to attend to." Favoring her with a warm smile, Alden takes his leave. Sandra settles back on the bench, allowing her roiled thoughts to subside. Passing furs gave her a wide berth, circling well behind the bench. The only noises around are the laughter of the fat children playing, and the hissing of gas as a red dragon is busy inflating himself to an immense size. The Macro field is a patch of well-groomed grass 1/4 mile on a side, with inflation hoses hidden under plates in the grass. She watches the dragon fill up and up. Though, in her opinion, inflation wasn't as fun as fattening, it looked somewhat like it. She then glances at a few furs walking by. In a human form, she looked so out of place, with brown hair, soft olive toned skin, fingers, feet, no fur.. She was thankful that the passers-by did not stare at her. What she didn't know, is that certain benches were deemed, by Club edict, to be places of rest and thought, and staring would be considered impolite. However, she watches the other furs, especially the fat ones. A smile forced itself onto her lips. She loved to see big round furs! She watches two wolves walking arm-in-arm, both so fattened up, they can barely touch each other. She could tell that they are in love with each other, and with being so fat. Sandra giggled silently at the two fat wolves looking so cute and in love. She turned her attention to the children's play area. There, one wolf cub is being fattened up with blubber until he is a huge mass of fat, then the others use his belly as a climbing castle. Their squeals of laughter carry over to her. " Let's make him bigger and bigger!" she hears as the huge pup swells even fatter. A fat boy wolf pup spots Sandra looking at them, and he runs over to her. "Hi! Wanna play?" he asked. She blinked at the tubby pup. "All right." Her hand was seized by the pudgy paw of the wolf cub and she was led to the kiddy area. "You looked lonely! You need friends here! Can I be your friend?" he asks. She smiled, nodding. "Of course you can." "Good! I'm Nelson, and that's my brother Everett being the mountain!" He introduces Sandra to the other kids, who all greet her warmly. One child says to Sandra, "Why don't you have fur?" Sandra smiled at the mountain of Everett, patting his huge belly. "It was taken from me.." she said softly to the child who asked. Said child, a slender weasel, says, "If you want it back, Mister Alden can help you! Or Mister Freeman! Sandra smiled. "I know. They already told me." "You skinny like me! You like helium? I do!" the weasel said. "Yes, I'm slim, and no, I don't like helium, but I'm glad you do." Nelson asks, "You like fat? My dad doesn't mind that I'm fat. I wanna get fatter, tho." Sandra giggled softy. "I like fat on other furs, not me, but I like it!" she says, gently patting Nelson's tummy. He giggles at the patting. "I wanna get so fat, I'll have to be rolled!" Nelson declared. She smiled more brightly. "I can do that.. if you like." "Could you? Really?" Nelson says, surprised. Three other kids ask to be fattened. Everett giggles, totally immobile, a 10' mound of fat. She blinked, surprised at the response. "Yes.. how do you want it.. food or instant?" Without hesitating, all three children say, "Instant!" Sandra nodded. "Okay, kids!" Setting a hand on Nelson's belly first, a soft warmth was felt on his belly as he began to grow. Nelson blew up with fat until he was a perfect ball of wolf cub, only head and paws sticking out. He squeals happily, "Ooh, thank you! I'm a fattieball!" The three others squeal for them to be made big as well. She smiles and places a palm on two more, gently warming their bellies before blowing them up to perfect spheres. Finally, she looked to the last one, a little cat girl, maybe 5 years old. "I wanna be big, too!" she asks eagerly. The other kids are rolling the three big ones now. Sandra smiled softly. "Of course." She placed a palm on the kitten's soft tiny belly and warmed it before it grew as big as the others. The girl smiled sweetly up at Sandra. "For a no-fur, you're so nice!" she said before two kids started to roll her. Sandra sat down, reached over and rolled Nelson towards her until she was able to place his head in her lap. He was heavy, of course, but she could handle his weight. "Thank you.. I was a fur once.." she sighed sadly. "You oughta be a fur!" Nelson and the girl say together. Sandra nodded, cradling Nelson's head in her lap. Suddenly, she begins to glow! A soft blue light, with warmth radiating all around her. The light grows brighter around her, the kids all staring at the glowing human. Sandra starts to change! Her hands slowly change back into paws, along with her feet. Her face starts to form back into a sweet tiger face, and her entire body shifts back to the lovely slim tiger she once was. When the glow fades away, only two things are out of place.. her stripes have faded to a silvery color, and her wings have changed to a feathery white, instead of being leathery. The kids gasp as they witness the transformation, then they all cheer loud. "Wow! Yay! An angelfur!" Nelson smiles up at the beautiful tiger. However, Sandra is caught off-guard by the occurrence. Feeling rather small, she actually shrinks down to about the same size as a 5 yr old. Unfortunately, that means Nelson is on TOP of her! "Ack!" The other kids roll Nelson off of Sandra. "Wow! You got little!" the weasel kid says to her. "Thanks! He's heavy now!" Sandra says. Alden appears in a flash of purple light. "Cassandra?" he calls out, looking for her. Startled by the flash, Sandra.. disappears. "Y- y- yes?" she stammers. Slowly, she fades back into view. "Cassandra?" Alden asks, more than a little surprised as she reappears. "Y- yes.. .?" she stammers as the five year old angel fur gazes way up at the tall rubbercat, who bends down, scoops her up, and puts her on Nelson's belly.* How you do that? The little girl fur shrugged, "I don't know.." she says as she nuzzles Nelson's belly. "I regressed..." Alden smiles as Nelson giggles. "That, I know I can correct. But, at least you're back to the right species again!" The kids cheer when she says that. She nodded. "I think I'd like to stay this way for a bit." "As you wish. I'll tell Roddy you're okay. You play with the kiddies, and I'll be back in a while." Alden vanishes in another flash of light. Sandra looked down at Nelson, then at Everett the mountain. She pointed to Everett, and the mountain of fat that was the wolf cub blew up even bigger! Everett giggles as he ballooned even bigger with fat, growing to a 25 foot high mass of flab. The kids cheer. "Yay! He the biggest mountain!" Sandra laughed and giggled as Everett grew bigger. One of the non-fattened kids asks Sandra, "Wanna climb Mount Everett?" She laughed. "Okay!" She stood up on Nelson and leaped into the air, gliding to the top of Mount Everett before flopping, asprawl, at the peak of his belly mound. All the kids cheer. "Yay! Angel wins!" they shout. She giggled, then slid down to the bottom. "No fair unless I climb!" she says as she starts to climb her way up the mountainous belly. All the skinny kids join her in the climb as the four fat balls cheer on their skinnier friends. When she reaches the top of Everett's swollen body again, she smiles in accomplishment, then she bounced up into the air. She glides down toward Nelson, but partway there, she starts to wobble. "Ack! Look out!" she yelled as she pointed to Nelson in a panic. The butterball wolf cub ballooned even bigger with fat, swelling to a big, soft blubber ball! Then, with an "Oof!", she bounced down on Nelson's enlarged belly. He grunts at the impact, then giggles. "Dad will be surprised to see me now! I'm so fat and happy!" She nodded, rubbing his big fat belly. "Sorry if I hurt you." "It okay! You all right?" Nelson asked. "Uh huh." she said, then yawned. "Can I take a nap on you?" she asked, then fell asleep before he could answer, tiny feathered wings spread out. "Sure!" Nelson says, remaining still under her. The other kids played quietly as she napped. About an hour later, Alden came back over to check on the. Spotting the sleeping kitten, he carefully picked her up and cuddled her close. Sending a telepathic message to Roddy, Alden carried the sleeping child to a private room. When Roddy arrived, he sprawled on the bed. Alden placed the sleeping Sandra on Roddy's huge tummy. In her sleep, Sandra was still aware of her love's presence. She snuggled into a tight ball, wings furled, on the vast, warm mass of Roddy's big belly, more relaxed and happy than she had been in days. Roddy, too, was content. He had his angelfur back!