Tin had been buggered for a while now. Things hadn't been going very well in his life, he felt like the world was against him. Nik told him that he should do something purely for himself, strike back at the world. After that Nik gave him a good hug and went to bed. As he drifted to sleep, Nik heard the rattling of a few pots and pans, figuring Tin was just after a midnight snack, but he was after a lot more than that.

Nik awoke a few hours later to wonderful smells rolling through the air, which made it pretty easy to spring out of bed. Tin was apparently cooking up some excellent breakfast, and Nik walked out to join him in the kitchen. However, he was not prepared for what hit his eyes. Dozens of grocery bags, stuffed to the brim were covering the dining room floor, and his buddy was cooking in the kitchen and at least a hundred pounds heavier than the night before.

"Morning buddy!", said Tin, mouth stuffed with a couple waffles before they were swallowed down his broad throat.

"Errr, morning Tin, whatchya up to?"

Tincrash hmmmmed, rubbing his belly with his left paw as he pressed more waffles into his mouth with the right, swallowing those down as quickly as the others, "I'd say 425, maybe 450 if I'm lucky." He smiled and resumed chowing down, occasionally chugging from a jug of milk.

Nik just stood there for a while, watching his friend balloon in front of his eyes as more and more food made its way into Tin's belly. "Ummmm... why are you eating so much?"

Tin smiled, gulping down some sausages and guzzling more of the milk before answering, "Well, you said I should do something for myself. The world's been unfair to me, so I just need to enjoy myself for a while. So I spent all of my mad money on food and I'm gonna eat every last morsel! Mind giving me a hand?"

Nik's mind raced, he'd always appreciated Tin's soft girth, and fantasized on many occasions of making a lot more of it. "Uhhh... how can I help?"

Tin hadn't stopped eating the whole time, and he was in the process of dumping a box of cereal down his muzzle. He crunched on it while contemplating, then he spoke after swallowing it down, "Well, this shirt and these shorts are rather constricting, help me out of them." He motioned at some scissors on the counter, and Nik took to them, Tin still eating as Nik cut along the seams so he could just pull the clothing off without impeding Tin's chow-down. He left the underwear on as they seemed to be keeping up with the coon's swelling waistline. Tin shimmied happily and wagged his tail against his smaller friend once he was free of the clothing. He dumped a half dozen bagels into his maw and chomped on them before swallowing them down in another neck straining swallow, now looking well over 500 pounds as he rubbed his belly. "That's the last of the breakfast foods, now you can cook me lunch and I can sit my big butt down." Tin waddled his way out into the living room, picking up 2 grocery bags filled with chips which he began noisily munching on.

Nik got to task, seeing a couple grocery bags filled with sandwich goods, so he started assembling some. Using cold cuts and sliced cheese, he put together 2 loaves worth of sandwiches and stacked them on a platter. He went out to the living room to present them to Tin, watching the coon down a fifth family sized bag of potato chips. "Chips were salty, I need some pop!" said Tin as he swiped the platter, and Nik obediently got him a couple chilled 2 liters of cola. He then resumed making sandwiches, using up the rest of the cold cuts on 4 more loaves of bread, bringing the bigger platter out to Tin as he started on a bag of chips after clearing the platter. Tin looked between the chips and the sandwiches and then just dumped the chips on top of the sandwiches, burying his muzzle into the stack to devour them instead of eating them one by one. "Do me a favor and put the rest of the chips on here too." said Tin after a swallow. Nik obliged and crushed the chips over the rapidly shrinking stack of sandwiches before moving back into the kitchen to cook the next course.

Nik scurried back off to the kitchen to start cooking again, working on some pasta in a big stockpot and sauce in another pot. Heavy footsteps greeted him as he worked, Tin was done with the sandwiches and still hungry. He licked his lips as he walked up behind Nik, "Where's my food? You're supposed to have food ready for me to eat right now tigerfox!"

Nik eeped as Tin picked him up off of his feet, pulling him into his broad, 650 pound belly and inching him up towards his open muzzle, slurping over Nik's own muzzle. "So where's my food, or do I have it right in front of me?"

Nik stammered to answer, but fortunately for him the microwave did it for him, fan winding down as it beeped. "Pizza Rolls, in the microwave!"

Tin gently set him back down and smiled, pulling the plate of pizza rolls out of the microwave and chewing on a few. Nik backed himself into the corner, suddenly scared of his growing friend. Tin looked over at him and frowned a little bit, at least as much as you can frown when your cheeks are bulged with food. He squished against Nik, pressing him into the corner with his belly and holding him in place as the girth spread out wider than the skinnier fur's frame. Tin gulped down the pizza rolls and nuzzled against Nik, "I'm not gonna eat you hon, relax. Just wanted to treat you like prey, you like that don'tchya?" He churrrred sweetly and set the food down, taking a break to pick his friend up and hug on him.

Nik melted and relaxed in Tin's arms, smiling again, "Ooo, you're a stinker Tin. Very convincing!" He snuggled into the plush comfort of Tin's belly for a while before it let out an audible grumble. "Hmmm, guess your belly is still very hungry, there's pasta on the stove. Lemme get back to taking care of your tummy."

Tin moved out of his way and resumed munching on the pizza rolls. As soon as they were gone, Nik put 3 long loaves of garlic bread and the whole pot of pasta in front of coon, who greedily buried his muzzle into the pot and started inhaling it. As Tin moved from the pot to a loaf of garlic bread, Nik put a paw on his shoulder and asked, "Whatchya want next Tin?"

Tin continued shovelling food into his maw as he looked over the remaining grocery bags, then in a slight pause he said, "Not much left besides the hot dogs & burgers, plus the dessert."

Nik nodded as Tin resumed eating and carried those bags into the kitchen, then came back out and grabbed the platters after putting some of the meat on to cook. As Tin got to the bottom of the pasta pot, cleaning out the sauce with the last of his garlic bread, Nik had the small platter filled with hot dogs. "They've got everything on 'em, just how you like!"

Tin smiled and began digging into the pile of hot dogs like he was Takeru Kobayashi. As the coon devoured the pile, dirtying his muzzle with relish, ketchup, mustard, and onions, Nik worked on filling the bigger platter with hamburgers. His timing couldn't have been better as Tin was stuffing the last two dogs into his maw as Nik brought out the next course. Tin scratched at his belly for a while, drooling at the stack of burgers. "Ooof, I think these burgers might actually fill me up, I can't take too much more."

Nik was a bit shocked to hear this, but no appetite can really be limitless he figured. Somehow his friend had consumed twice his body weight in one day, or at least he would have by the time he finished the burgers. Nik wasn't quite sure how this was possible, but he wasn't really thinking about it, he was too busy rubbing the swollen belly on Tincrash. Tin was focused on the dwindling stack of burgers, but he showed his appreciation by wagging his thickened tail against Nik.

Finally Tin finished the monstrous stack of burgers and barely made it to his feet. He waddled over to the couch and flopped down, the impact busting the legs of the couch and sending it crashing to the ground. "Whoops," chuckled Tin, "guess I wasn't thinking. Come gimme a hug."

Nik smiled and walked over, leaning into the massive belly and nuzzling Tin. He scritched at the filled gut and smiled, "So how are you feeling?"

"Accomplished... but I think I might have gone a bit too far."

"Too far? You didn't even have dessert!"

"Ugh... no dessert."

"But you have strawwwwwberries," said Nik as he smiled, scritching Tin's chubby cheeks, "You love strawberries."

Tin smiled and chuckled while fuzzing Nik's headfur, "Just never enough for you. I'll probably regret this, but okay, one box."

Nik leapt up and got one of the pound boxes of fresh strawberries and a paring knife. He picked out a big juicy one, cut off the stem and smiled, "Open up!"

Tin reluctantly parted his lips and let Nik put in the strawberry. Then he slowly chewed it up, taking a long swallow, followed by a comforted sigh. "Okay, good, I didn't burst. I actually feel a bit better now. Gimme some more."

Nik complied and continued prepping the strawberries one by one, letting Tin take his time with them. Soon that first box was empty, "Okay, all gone, wanna stop now?"

Tin hmmmmed, then let out a little yawn, "One more box, and then we'll take a nap."

"Whatever you say!" Nik got another box and gave Tin the same treatment with it, then once they were gone, he piled some pillows onto the floor. "I don't think you'll fit in your bed in this state." He plopped some more pillows at the top for Tin to rest his head, then helped him up and back down onto the soft pile of pillows.

"Gonna join me?" asked Tin as he wiggled into a comfortable position.

"Sure, if you can handle the pressure on your belly." Nik smiled and rubbed along the waistband of Tin's underwear, which had still kept stretching even though they were now holding in 3 times as much weight as they had earlier in the day. He then hefted a blanket over his back and laid down onto Tin's broad belly, curling up and relaxing to the soft sounds of the coon's churning gut.

As the pair laid together, napping, Tin's digestion did its job. The mass in his belly worked down and started filling out the rest of his frame. Nine hundred pounds were working their way through the coon, but he was growing more than the food should have made him. Something was making him taller, and increasing the effect of the food. Something about his desire to get revenge on the world was helping him grow bigger, and by the time Nik awoke, Tin had swollen to a full eight feet in height. Nik rolled over, expecting to land on the comfort of the edge of the makeshift pillow bed, he instead dropped onto the floor. Rubbing his head he slowly rose to his feet and looked at Tin to see if he had shifted, then his eyes bulged as he realized how he had.

Tin was startled awake by the sound of Nik dropping to the ground and looked over to him, "You okay?"

"Ummmm," Nik stammered, looking the coon over, "yeah, I'm fine. How about you?"

Tin rubbed his belly and sat up on the pile of pillows. He smiled as he noticed that the weight had spread over his body now, but he seemed a lot lighter than he should have been for all he had consumed. Then he looked at Nik and realized the height differential between the two. "You didn't shrink to mess with me, did you?"

Nik picked up the TV remote from the coffee table and held it in his paws, demonstrating that it wasn't him that had changed. He walked around Tin and scratched his chin contemplatively. "But what made you grow?"

Tin raised to his feet and stretched out, slamming his fists into the ceiling as he did. his ears were just a bit away from the ceiling at his eight foot height, and he looked to be around 1200 pounds. "Hell, I dunno. But I feel hungry again."

"Hmmmm, something about that doesn't surprise me. But you already ate everything we have here."

Tin smiled broadly and pulled Nik towards his belly, "Then let's hit the buffet!"

Nik smirked and scritched at the big coonbelly, "If you insist."

Tin ducked under the door frame and out of the apartment building, then looked to his car. "Don't think I'm gonna fit into my Bug anymore, good thing it's not too much of a walk away." With that he started trekking towards the buffet, Nik jogging to keep up with the large strides. Tin headed right in and dropped $10 on the counter, and his well timed lick of the lips while looking at the cashier was intimidating enough for her to just ring up the underwear-clad coon, no-shirt-no-shoes-no-service sign be damned.

Nik caught up and paid as well, walking up behind Tin, "Hmmm, I think those strawberries are looking mighty tasty."

"Hmmm, I think you're right!" Forgoing a plate, Tin picked up the bucket that they kept the strawberries in and headed to a table. Nik grabbed a couple dinner rolls and sat down to watch Tin devour the contents of the bucket. Soon Tin had devoured every last berry in there, and he quickly rose back to his feet.

"Everything alright bud?"

Tin patted his belly as it rumbled and shrugged, "I don't think so, those just made me hungrier. I'm feeling absolutely ravenous!" He then turned and headed back towards the buffet. Greedily he began using the serving spoons to eat the contents of all the pans, scarfing chicken, mashed potatoes, macaroni & cheese, spaghetti, anything that got in his way. The bedlam he was causing shocked the rest of the patrons out of the restaurant, and caused the cashier to regain her composure. She called the cops.
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"Attention all units, we have a three-forty seven in progress at the all you can eat buffet at Apex Mall, that's a three-forty seven at the Apex Mall buffet."

"Hey Dan, what's a three-forty seven?"

"That's a patron losing control in an all you can eat buffet rookie. Happens a lot in this town."

"What'll we do?"

"Normally we just tranq-dart 'em, otherwise these places would go out of business."

The squad car pulled up to the restaurant and they made it into the place just as Tin was downing the last of the salad bar. The buffet was barren now, he had even drained the pop and ice cream machines. He was well over a ton now, and he was oblivious to the cops as he rooted around for more to eat. The cops each shot a dart into his sizeable rump, and Tin quickly dropped to the ground like an equivalent weight of bricks.

Nik sprung to his feet and ran over to the cops, "What the hell are you doing?!"

"Calm down sir, your friend hasn't committed any crimes, we just shot the darts so we can take him downtown and get this out of his system."

"Oh... sorry officer. Can I come down as well, for when he wakes up?"

"Sure, let's get him onto the truck."

With that, a few more officers walked in and they rolled him up onto a flatbed truck, then strapped him in and headed downtown.
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Tin woke up in a white room and looked around panic-stricken until he found Nik sitting in the corner. He looked his friend over and then sighed as he seemed even smaller than before. "I grew again didn't I?"

"Yup, ten more feet. Official weigh in is 20,000 pounds."

"What the heck is making me grow like this?"

"They're not sure."

"They? Who are they?"

"The city diet commission."

"Oh no, we can't be in their offices! Every fat fur I've ever known that has been there has come back skinny as a rail with no appetite."

"I'm afraid that's where we are, but I have a plan."

Tin smiled and rose onto his feet, swaying his massive belly before gently picking Nik up, "What's the plan, genius?"

"I think I know what's making you grow..." Nik was cut off at this point by an opening door.

"Mister Crash... I see we are awake now."

Tin gulped and looked down to the scientist, "Yeah, and very hungry at that." Tin set Nik down and then moved into the corner, sitting up against the wall and looking to the scientist.

"Well, it is customary for us to give you one last large meal before we start the process... what would you like?"

Tin started to speak, but Nik cut in to answer, "Strawberries. They're the only thing that have been able to quell this insane hunger of his."

"Strawberries?"

"Strawberries, as much as you've got. Still gonna take a lot to fill him up at this size."

"Okay, we'll be back in a few minutes." The scientist walked back out, locking the door behind him.

"So, what's the plan genius?"

Nik scurried over to Tin and climbed up onto his thigh, making sure he was turned away from the monitoring camera as he whispered into Tin's ear. "The strawberries are what's causing the growth." He then chuckled and hopped down.

Tin grinned broadly and then the door was opened again, and twenty boxes, each filled with 25 pounds of strawberries were wheeled in. "They're already cleaned and ready to eat, enjoy."

The scientist walked back out, along with the dolly operators, and Tin began to dig in. At his size, each box was merely a mouth full, so they were gone quickly. Shortly after he downed them all, he was racked with hunger pangs and fell to the floor on his stomach. "Urgh... so hungry Nik..."

Nik walked up to Tin and softly patted his head, softly rubbing the coon's big ears as he whispered. "You're gonna have to sleep through this buddy, the growth doesn't activate until you fall asleep."

Tin clutched his stomach and nodded, closing his eyes and slowly rocking himself. Nik climbed up onto his back and rubbed the broad shoulders of the coon, trying to coax him into sleep through pressure points. Tin softly yawned as his stomach gurgled, trying desperately to fall asleep. Eventually he was able to drift off, and then it started. Quickly. Nik clenched onto Tin's backfur as the coon began rapidly swelling in size. He blew through the roof almost instantaneously and just kept going higher and higher, spreading out and demolishing the complex he was being held captive in. Nik kept his tight hold and started climbing up to the top of Tin's head towards his ear. He got right up to it as the growth slowed once Tin reached full size, and softly tugged on the inner ear fur to wake the sleeping coon.

"Hruh?" mumbled Tin as he slowly woke up. He had to blink a few times before he remembered what was going on before he went to sleep, and he smiled as he saw the rubble around him. He carefully rose to his feet and looked at the city from his new vantage point, a wide grin on his muzzle as he rubbed over his immense stomach. He felt the weight of his now miniscule friend on his ear and softly spoke as to not deafen the tigerfox, "So, I guess I'm 518 feet tall now?"

Nik sat himself down by Tin's ear and gently tied a few hairs around himself so he wouldn't get shaken away from any movement, "Yup, how's it feel to weigh over one hundred billion pounds?"

"Honestly, it makes me hungry!" Tin chirred loudly and looked to the ground, scooping up rubble from the building, and the other buildings he had crushed with his growth. He then turned and uprooted some surrounding buildings, unfortunately they were much smaller than him, and he was able to swallow them down with ease. His stomach roared impatiently and the coon decided to lay down and just crawl around the city so he didn't have to bother knocking the buildings over, he just let the force from his movement do most of the work. Nik enjoyed his eagle's eye view of the city's destruction, but soon the town was all inside of Tincrash, and he was left wondering what to do next.

As luck would have it, this question was soon answered. Gun and missile fire was coming Tin's way from a large regiment of the army. It wasn't actually having an effect on him, and after batting a few of the larger missiles away, Tin slammed a meaty fist into the ground, knocking the entire squadron, troops, jeeps and tanks up into the air. After they all crashed back down, Tin easily devoured the lot just like the rubble. "Mmmmm, that was pretty good. Let's head that way, I wanna try that again."

Nik smiled at the show as Tin rose up and began marching towards the next big city. It continued on like this for quite a while, Tin would devour an entire city, the military would show up, then he'd add them into his bulk. Town by town, he was getting closer to the strawberry fields of California. Tin was growing taller along the way, even without the aid of Strawberries, but he was starting to get full, especially after devouring Las Vegas.

"Mmmmmm, I can't wait to get at those strawberry fields Nik." He smiled and drooled as he finally reached the destination, finding acre upon acre of strawberry fields. However, the military had figured out his plan. Planes were napalming strawberry fields all across the state. So Tin ran out to the ocean and was able to wet down some acreage by the coast. After batting a few planes away, he began chowing down. His enormous bites quickly downed 5 acres of berries. He then went back to the coast and tired himself out by splashing as much of the remaining fields as he could. He then swam a few miles out from the coast and floated in the water, smirking as he drifted to sleep and his next growth cycle started.

Nik thought about how much Tin had just eaten, and wasn't too surprised when the fur follicles he had tied himself up with started coming loose. He decided to just wrap one around his waist now, carefully tying it as it expanded, setting up the knot so he could tighten it. The newest strawberry meal equated to over 25 tons of berries, and Tin was quickly approaching a 10 mile height.

Tin smiled broadly as he woke up, wide eyed and alert this time. He kneeled in the ocean and chuckled as he realized his plan was well under way. With a wide open maw, he took a large chomp out of the California coast, licking at the rock as saltwater filled the fjord he just dug with his muzzle. He buried his muzzle into the fjord and continued chomping forward, slowly creating a river. He licked his lips at he faint taste of strawberries as he scooped up a few more acres of fields, then continued his feast of America. He miled his way across the continent slowly, but soon the Pacific and Atlantic oceans met in a river cutting across the center of the country. The east side was much broader as the coon had continued growing while cutting the swath through the heartland. Tin turned around in the Atlantic ocean, and after devouring D.C., he started working back across the southern United States. Back in the Pacific ocean, he made even quicker work of the northern states, his chomps so broad he ate parts of Canada as he reached the east. Tin laid down in the trench he made across North America, smiling as he thought about all the strawberries he had eaten along the way. Slowly, the coon dozed off to enact his last growth cycle.

Nik was at a loss now of how to stay on Tin. The coon was expanding rapidly in his sleep, and he was afraid he might be flung off. He moved away for a second, but then found himself pulled right back on. Tincrash had developed his own field of gravity. Nik couldn't see anything aside from coon fur now, the individual follicles were immense, he was lost in a forest of immesurable height. Finally, the growth stopped, at least to the best of Nik's knowledge.

Tin awoke to a marvelous sight. He was a bit away from the earth, rotating in the same orbit. He was at least the same size, if not a bit bigger. He looked around himself, and saw that he had actually stolen the moon from the earth's orbit, now it was spinning around him. Of course this didn't stop him from reaching out and grabbing it. He almost just swallowed it down, but then thought about it and turned towards Earth, then pushed himself off of the moon to accelerate towards the globe. Once he was within reach, he reached all of his limbs out and clutched the Earth to himself. His muzzle was lined up with the pacifatlantic ocean he had created by eating North America, so he started sucking all the water off the globe. He rotated it a bit so he could get all the water out of the deeper parts of the oceans, then smiled as he held the barren rock. After belching from the water, he started gnawing on the crust. A few volcanoes erupted as he made some cracks in that layer, but the coldness of space without the atmosphere quickly cooled them down so Tin could keep eating. Tin continued growing as the rock he held slowly shrank into him, until all he had left was a warm ball of iron, the Earth's core. He popped it into his mouth like a gobstopper and gulped it down with ease, smiling as he rotated in orbit of the sun, he had struck back at the world and won.