Nighttime at the local mall and Breanne, a fox furry, was looking for the perfect bikini to go with her svelte body. She was wearing a nice ensemble, a vest, T-shirt, denim skirt, and stockings, and for a change of pace, she also decided to wear her hair up. She notices her friend Michelle, a mouse furry, working the crowd.  Curious, she walks over to see what she was doing. "Hey, Breanne! Just the person I wanted to see." She said. "I'm getting volunteers for a taste test for a new line of pies."  "Let me guess.  You want me to try them out." Breanne said as she is escorted to a room. "This is not another nefarious plot to stuff me again, is it?"  "No, it's strictly on the up and up.  Would I go through all this trouble to get you stuffed?" Michelle asks with devilish smile. "Yes, you would!" she retorted.  "Well its not. So lets get started.  Or are you on a diet again?"  "Actually, I'm not." Breanne confidently proclaims. "So let me at those delicious pies." She says enthusiastically. "Uhmm, as long as it's only a little bit." "No problem." Michelle says as she begins to wheel a cart full of pies. "All I need you to do is eat all of these."  "Say what! I can't eat all of those pies."  She screams. "I'll be so fat that they'll have to grease the door to get me out."  Then after looking at Michelle's mischievous, expression on her face, she says "That was your plan all along." Michelle feeds her a piece after piece of assorted flavors. "Actually everything is legit. They do need taste testers, so as I see it, we all win. I get to legitimately stuff you, you get engage in you favorite hobby, eating, the legions of fans on the internet gets to see you in all your plump glory, and best of all, we get paid to do it."  "We're getting paid!" Breanne says in between huge gulps of pies. "Oh you think you're going to stuff me with pies well go ahead, but it won't work."  Her stomach begins to swell as one by one the buttons on her vest begins to pop off. "Great!" She gasps. "That was my favorite vest."  He shirt begins to appear to get smaller and smaller as her belly grows bigger.  "Gulp, because I got something that will prevent you from stuffing me."  Michelle rubs her belly to feel it getting bigger.  With a smile she slides her down to her belt and unbuckles it, much to Breanne's relief.  Each bite brings her so much closer to euphoria as her hair began to unravel.  She feels her skirt reaching the breaking point.  POP! The button flies across the table, then her skirt slowly unzips.  "And do you know what that one thing is?"  She looks down at what's happening, but now she is in so much euphoria, she didn't care.  Finally the last piece was wave in front of her face, Michelle stuffs it into her mouth.  Breanne pleasingly gulps the last piece. She was feeling as if she was drunk, so much so that she can barely stand and soon hiccups follow. "Willpower." She says as she lets out a huge burp.  "Good job Breanne. I can tell you liked all the pies, so here's your check, with a bonus of course."  Michelle gently rubs Breanne's stomach and asks "How do you feel?"  Breanne with a very satisfied look on her face replies "I feel stuffed!"